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I Fuel the Great Machine: Part XI

September 6, 2019September 9, 2019Posted in I Fuel the Great MachineTagged battle, creative writing, dystopian, fiction, sci-fi, science fiction, series, short story, space, Story, writingLeave a comment

(Read parts one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and ten!)

The Slanted crew of Senga, Ramona, Gabe, and Agnes hastily made their way to Ramona’s space ship as discreetly as possible. Although everyone at the Slanted satellite base seemed to be caught up in the agenda of their own missions on this highly anticipated Day of Action, Agnes felt tense and self-conscious about the possibility of suddenly being confronted by an authority, as they passed by other soldiers, who were heading with a jog in an opposite direction, or staring at a tablet’s screen as they walked by, or speaking into a watch as they bustled along the hallways. Continue reading “I Fuel the Great Machine: Part XI” →

I Fuel the Great Machine: Part X

August 30, 2019September 9, 2019Posted in I Fuel the Great MachineTagged battle, creative writing, dystopian, fiction, science fiction, series, short story, space, Story, writing1 Comment

(Read parts one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, and nine!)

Running down the hallway of the cubicle complex as the building lights flicker on and off, running as fast as possible but still moving in slow motion, alarms sounding… It’s getting closer, the shadowy figure that’s following… Pushing the body to move faster, but still it’s like treading through thick water… Breaking out into the daylight and reaching the subway station, but the subway doors slam shut just as it’s finally in eye sight, and the train slides along the tracks quickly disappearing, but work will start soon, can’t be late for work, heart thumping… Jogging to work, have to get to work, passing the same street signs over and over again; lost? Which way is it? At the dishwashing station, and suddenly Enforcers are surrounding, yelling, raising weapons, no! Bracing for the blow, Enforcer’s arm raised, and it comes down… In space now, orbiting the bright blue and green planet in a capsule, such brilliant colors, captivated… The world slowly turning orange, red-hot, colors burning, the planet starts dripping—-no, no! It’s melting away, dripping into space… Continue reading “I Fuel the Great Machine: Part X” →

I Fuel the Great Machine: Part VIII

August 16, 2019September 9, 2019Posted in I Fuel the Great MachineTagged creative writing, dystopian, emotional growth, peace, sci-fi, science fiction, short story, space, Story, writing3 Comments

(Read parts one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven!)

After breaking several of the Great Slantia’s laws and abandoning a lifetime dedicated to its success by allowing an enemy of the state to kidnap her by boarding a space ship and traveling to a secret rebel base satellite located in the shadow of the moon, Agnes, our formerly unsuspecting retiree protagonist, stood at the door which led to her twin sister, whom she had no idea existed until earlier that day. And she didn’t quite know how she felt about this. Continue reading “I Fuel the Great Machine: Part VIII” →

I Fuel the Great Machine: Part VII

August 9, 2019September 9, 2019Posted in I Fuel the Great MachineTagged creative writing, dystopian, sci-fi, science fiction, series, short story, space, Story, writing4 Comments

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On the Slanted Satellite Base in the shadow of the moon, in an office filled with human-sized bubbles that contained office work spaces, a woman with a blue Mohawk, a scrawny gentleman who seemed perpetually tense, and a woman with antennae in a business suit spoke quietly amongst themselves while an elderly woman in an orange jumpsuit sat nearby, daydreaming of how it would feel to be a bubble. Continue reading “I Fuel the Great Machine: Part VII” →

I Fuel the Great Machine: Part VI

August 2, 2019September 9, 2019Posted in I Fuel the Great MachineTagged Blog, creative writing, dystopian, sci-fi, science fiction, short story, space, Story, writing5 Comments

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After the first nap she had taken in decades, after being awoken by an ever-frantic Gabe, and after having her disheveled hair fixed by an insistent Ramona who instructed, “Don’t embarrass me,” Agnes stepped off the Mother Ship and docked the Slanted Satellite Base. Continue reading “I Fuel the Great Machine: Part VI” →

Musings on Musings: A Book Review of Eating the Sun

May 31, 2019January 15, 2022Posted in Non-fiction ReviewsTagged Blog, book, book review, eating the sun, Ella frances sanders, lost in translation, musings, poetic, review, science, space, summer reading1 Comment

A couple weeks ago, a post-yoga library trip brought me face-to-face in this galaxy with Ella Frances Sanders’ new book, Eating the Sun: Small Musings on a Vast Universe. I stood in the library looking at this book sitting upon the New Books shelf, and it was the ponderous font upon the inspired cover that intrigued me, the hand-drawn and hand-painted quality of the book’s front art design that was endearing to me. Flipping through its new-book-smelling pages, the short installments and frequent illustrations led me further into the fantasy of what wonders this book may hold, and I made a judgment call as to the likelihood of me actually reading this whole book amidst my busy schedule: quite likely, and even pertinent. Continue reading “Musings on Musings: A Book Review of Eating the Sun” →

N.T. Ed Takes a Walk

April 12, 2019August 12, 2021Posted in Comics, Tales of N.T. EdTagged black and white, coffee, comic, night, outer space, skeleton, space, stars, walkLeave a comment

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