Seriously, I get into my DeLorean after a nice nap, ready to go to work two weeks up, early in the morning. I pop down to the coffee shop, and there’s a sale, dammit! Everybody’s there, crowding the place, DeLoreans all over and nowhere left to bloody park or nothing. Read more…
“Come along,” it’s right over there, Pickle pointed thataway while jogging. Cherry panted behind her. “I… don’t… can’t… this uphill is killing me…” “Ain’t you a runner, lassie?” Killie asked with her thick accent. “I’m a sprinter, not a marathoner!” Cherry complained, breathing hard. Killie had a glint of sweat Read more…
I have a few titles being translated. And I saw Portuguese being one of the available languages. I didn’t know that the language extended farther than actual Portugal, I assumed it was spoken just there. After also stumbling on Portuguese as a major non-English language on Audible, I found this Read more…
‘Expose the root,’ the instructions said. Okay, sure. But how? Digger scratched his head and went through the file once again, scrolling without really focusing on any point in the ancient ypertext. The builders had created all these wonderful cyborg trees that give them all life, that give his entire Read more…
“Pago-what now?” the Sergeant spat out, making a face. “Love of ice, in plain terms,” the scientist explained. “So, just add water? In the form of ice?” the Sergeant asked, looking at the rectangular thing. He shivered in the icy mountains, even though he wore like three layers plus his Read more…
“You’ll grow the best strains of weed all day,” the ad said, and Jay was instantly hooked. What could possibly be better than that? A life of just tending the garden, growing your space weed, relaxing, taking a whiff. Awesomesauce. “Where do I sign?” Jay said, excited. They dropped him Read more…
“My face is all wrong. Ugly,” the woman said. “Why do you say that?” the man said. His voice came at a pastiche of highs and lows, like a distortion on the radio. “Look at it!” the woman cried out, pointing at her face. “It doesn’t matter what I think, Read more…
Bob stood at attention before his epigeous garden. They all did, all the shroom farmers. The inspector walked before them with her clipboard and her sour face. “Hm,” she said, checking out Francine’s garden. She made a note on her clipboard and moved on. “Uh-huh,” she said in an appreciative Read more…
Note: I… uh… was planning to just make a one-off out of this, but it turned out as I was researching it that the story is worth a lot more. So this will become a nanodaemons story at some point. The train arrived at Piraeus station. Blanche had taken the Read more…
Jimmy had arrived to the edge of reality. Eh… Could be better. It was full of jelly. And vines, but mostly jelly. No, really, it was rather hilarious. Jimmy jumped up and down, and the ground, the seemingly stable dirt and rocks, bounced him back up like a bouncy castle. Read more…