Keep It Regular
Intermediary connectors were legaly required for any kind of pre-legal contract relationship. If you weren’t using a biofilter connector when you were engaged in genital connection then you legally had no leg to stand on. For women the devices helped to prevent…
Chowing down on a novel. There were words all over his lips. which he wiped with the back of his hand, and saw some Joycean gobbledegook there. Last week it had been Basho haikus and he had almost starved. He survived the…
He never needed ghosts to haunt him. He had murder scene pictures. He had cold cases. There were enough real things in the world to provide horror so that all those stupid otherwordly things that made everyone else jump didn’t even get…
Kafka morning, Samsa Hook, with only slight feel of Josef K. He crawls across the floor. Looks in the Mere-Ur and speed dials Leftover Pizza who will swoop in and drop off someone’s second hand pizza for him. It tastes better that…
He ate the face in a light brine. There was something weirdly sexy about supermodel face soup. If you were selling this kind of thing you had to be OK with old guys like him getting the occassional boner in public. Wasn’t…
The cats on the keyboard. There’s a Wherewolf moving through the timezone, sporting temporal eddy redirect fins. An alert goes out to intermediary Owls to come and control the space. Something buckles in the spatiotemporal anchors and a whole bunch of people…
Deus Ex Machina takes on a whole different hue when you’re dealing with one that is stuck in your fast spin cycle, waiting on the rinse cycle. Did you separate your whites and your colours? Are they going to run together? Put…
Vote with a bullet. Elect a sniper. Knock out the candidates that don’t impress. If there are casualties of war just consider them a meat byproduct of the democratic process. no one really cared much for the ballot box anymore — it…
The advantage of an organic robot was that you could eat it if it stopped being a useful addition to your household. There was a cord in the back of the machine which, when pulled, would cause a chemical reaction that started…
The monk moved through the shattered temple, sparks rattling around his head like fireflies. He was mumbling something under his breath that context may have forced people to believe was a mantra or somesuch — it wasn’t … he was angry. War…