Alien Warfare May Not At First Seem So Alien In the following free to read science fiction tale of alien warfare, seven marines encounter something not quiet normal. Herein, I am not trying to craft a tale of awesome new technology, nor a tale of immense expanse into alien lifestyles. In fact, the people in this story are normal, marines … Continue reading →
In crafting “Unnecessary Warfare, An Incidental Reaction,” I have purposed to run a series of war-focused science fiction, war in fantasy and war in horror. This free to read short sci-fi is my first entry toward full engagement.
Continue reading →In this FREE to read Rm Harrington short story involving the unique aspects of teleportation devices, we meet Marianne, a disgruntled old lady, her husband and the unexpected consequences that sometimes occur in an out-of-the-way country store.
Continue reading →As The World Burns, a sci-fi look at the effects of greed and bitterness even in the mists of complete and total world destruction. Will Toby help the world or just himself. How important are the needs of your loved ones, and how far will you go to ensure their lifestyle.
Continue reading →Fiction Development – Science Fiction is Learning To Adapt Personal Experiences During the course of fiction development, every fiction writer uses personal experience as the means for conjuring that opening scene. The text may come from direct memory, or it may arise from imagination bound to abstract memory. Either way, most of the fiction writing labor is a background “Muse” … Continue reading →
If you live with a bitter mindset, you shall surely reap bitter fruit. The consequences of bitterness defeat the joys of life This is a story of wickedness in the form of bitterness.
Continue reading →My side is hurting. Something is bruised. I don’t know what’s wrong. And I’m still afraid. I need someone to touch me, comfort me. I cry out my fear. Why Babies Cry
Continue reading →“Spooky,” Keith said. He was looking at the night too. “You shouldn’t have stayed so late.” “Hump. Ain’t nothing out here.” I glanced around the yard, saw no sign of the dog, then cupped my hands before my mouth and called for him. “Ahhhya. Ahhhya.”
Continue reading →They say real bats are blind. I don’t believe it. I stood in there with the little sucker; it hanging on tiny clawed fingers from the curtain, and me pretending to be a man. If the bugger wasn’t looking at me, it was looking through me.
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