• ideas,  prose,  short story,  words,  writing

    inventing a culture

    This is another piece I was working on that I think could become something. It’s unedited. I think it might make a good short story.          “What are you in for?”         “You don’t wanna know,” answered Larry to the strange man in the cell across from him.         Larry’s head was bent low. He looked dejected and filled with a heaviness that was familiar to all his cellmates. They all knew the look. They too had gone through the sad realization that it was not every invention that would be met with the sound of roaring applause from their peers. They’d screwed up and they were doing time for their infraction.…

  • experimental,  flash fiction,  ideas,  micro fiction,  poetry,  prose,  short story,  thoughts,  writing

    the history of colors

    I grew black wings today. I spread them wide and flew beyond Mars. I pushed my wings to flap through thick dark space around Jupiter and beyond. I then stopped to dance on the rings of Saturn. Before I knew it, Pluto became a tiny dot behind me, disappearing as I flew toward a cluster of lights. Up ahead was another galaxy filled with colors that did not exist on Earth, colors that did not need light to be seen, colors without names. The colors were filled with grandeur and life; I knew instinctively that naming them would doom them to my limited idea of them, it would take them…

  • excerpt,  experimental,  fiction,  flash fiction,  ideas,  prose,  short story,  words,  writing

    the elec-trick company

    This is the beginning of an idea I believe I can flesh out and do something interesting with. I was thinking about consumerism, commercialism, capitalism, usury, and the poor economic state of this country. I haven’t done any editing, so… The Elec-Trick Company The line was long. The people were fat. They each looked like humps in a little plump caterpillar, moving through the line, colorful with multiple legs. They writhed and squirmed, seeming to be filled with gas. Their faces looked hungry. They each looked around the foreign space, seeking a morsel, or two. But there was no morsel to be had unless they’d taken to eating people. From…

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