It was perhaps, because she was so cold, that he found her charming. He surely suspected that to her, he was just another sub-routine. A program, she would start up and run, when her other programs told her central processor that it was appropriate to do so. He glanced at her eyes.
She smiled, demurely and [...]
Posts Tagged ‘free fiction’
Excerpt from Simon’s Symphony (a novel in progress)
Posted: 23rd February 2009 by Eric in free fiction, writingTags: free fiction, science fiction, writing
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Kryptonite, A Girl’s Smile
Posted: 15th January 2009 by Eric in free fiction, writingTags: flash fiction, free fiction
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The slew of the country roads made him smile every time. He lost himself in these outside places, lost hamlets and villages dotted the American landscape, and at times he felt as if it were his sole responsibility to rediscover them. A loose receipt flittered around the car’s cabin and he played with the windows, [...]
Fiction: A car the color of a dying sun
Posted: 13th January 2009 by Eric in free fiction, writingTags: cyberpunk, Fiction, free fiction, science fiction
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A poisoned oasis that served only gold water that burned.
Wrecked cars and dust on my boots, me with nowhere to know, knowing everyplace I could go. I just sat there, in the heat, a lizard on a rock. Dust in the distance and divine chemistry, making things to put in my body, feeling hurtful [...]
Free fiction: Gloom
Posted: 23rd December 2008 by Eric in free fictionTags: flash fiction, free fiction, science fiction
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by Eric Staggs, 2007
He was an agent of change. Real, tangible change. Where he passed, ripples shook society and ground alike. Nothing could be the same after an agent of changed passed this way. He’d been sitting motionless for hours or years, now. Timed-release narcotics saturating his blood. He blinked once a minute, and then [...]
Free fiction: Kali sat next to me on the train
Posted: 22nd December 2008 by Eric in free fictionTags: Fiction, flash fiction, free fiction
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by Eric Staggs
October 2, 2005
Kali sat next to me on the train. Her eyes were half closed, but I could see her irises were gold. She had six arms and each of her hands, beautifully manicured. Gold and bronze bracelets jingled softly as she shifted her arms. This Hindu goddess of destruction sat nearly motionless, [...]