I came across a pretty interesting website the other day. It’s called Figment it describes itself thusly:
Figment is a community where you can share your writing, connect with other people who love to read, and discover new stories and authors. (In a nutshell.)
Sounds pretty cool to me and so of course I did what I always do when I come across something on the web, I drop what I’m doing and sign up for said thing. It’s a sickness, I know. However, it did inspire me to write a short story. You can view that story here: Build it to the Sun.
Let me know what you think over there. However, if that’s too much of a pain let me know and I’ll post the story back over here.
Happy New Year!
(image via Wikimedia Commons)
I found this short story, Wikihistory, via Boing Boing this morning, and had to share it with you because it’s great and I like sharing great things. Cory Doctorow describes the story as “a delightful science fiction short story by Desmond Warzel in the form of a series of messages posted to a time-travellers’ forum”. That about sums it up.
This made me giggle:
At 17:15:32, SilverFox316 wrote:
Okay, apparently AsianAvenger was descended from Hong Xiuquan. Any volunteers to go back and stop him from negating his own existence?
Anyhow, I love time-travel stories. I hope you enjoy this one as much as I did.
Frequent reader of this blog and Ottawa Senators fan Cavan recently had on of his short stories published at Atom Jack Magazine. The story is titled Learning Magic from Mint, and it is an excellent sci-fi story. Head on over there and give it a read. I really recommend this one. It’s also an excellent example, in my mind, of the first-person point of view.
Here’s a little story I wrote in 2006 that some people got a kick out of. I have quite a few new readers here, so I hope you all check it out. Enjoy!
*note* This was written a while ago, so don’t judge me on the writing too much. I have improved.
We Are Santa’s Elves
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Here is a 100 word story I wrote for a contest Mike had at Kalbzayn’s World this past March. The contest was based on the phrase “There’s a barbecue in my nose”, which his daughter made up. Anyhow, I don’t think I ever posted this here, so enjoy:
There’s a Barbecue in My Nose
She was blonde, beautiful and a total geek. I had not seen her since high school graduation, but it was surely fate that I saw her standing next to the convenience store slushy machine. As I approached her, I couldn’t help but notice her beauty. Even her nose was perfect. I was never happier to be home for my annual family barbecue.
I extended my arms, hoping for a hug. She smiled at me, sending my heart racing as we embraced. “There’s a barbecue in my nose,” I said sheepishly.
Slushy stains are harder to remove than I thought.
I found some more excellent today thanks to Boing Boing. They had a link to a really excellent futuristic short story titled Jack’s Gift. There is so much about this story that I liked:
- The whole thing plays out as a story told by a father to his daughter as he tries to get her to go to bed.
- The story contains robotic Santas!
- There is a hint of geeky technology, but not enough to turn off the casual reader
- Excellent use of dialog
- Hope (I get this feeling after reading the story and I’m not sure why)
Anyhow, take a few moments and check out Jack’s Gift. I sure am glad I did.