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Executioner’s Weekend
June 19, 2008 in 299 Words, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Sci-Fi, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Gallows, Humor, Killer, Philosophy, Sci-Fi | by davidbdale | 4 comments
If paper targets came to life just once, I’d never return to the range—I might set down my weapon forever—but while they’re silhouettes of simple black on simple white, I’ll shoot until the world is out of ammo, and surprisingly the opposite doesn’t spook me: Read the rest of this entry »
Weekday Executioner
June 16, 2008 in 299 Words, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Sci-Fi, Science Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels | Tags: Killer, Philosophy, Sci-Fi | by davidbdale | 6 comments
Nobody has ever asked me to find anybody they didn’t want me to kill. I don’t mean to complain. Unlike others in our group, I have a clear objective, but it’s not the way I’d like to be defined, as a killer per se, Read the rest of this entry »
Change of Trains
January 29, 2008 in 299 Words, Escape, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Technology, Travel, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Apocalypse, Danger, Dystopia, Infection, Madness, Monologue, Mystery, Sci-Fi, Sickness, Terror, Threat | by davidbdale | 4 comments
It so happens I’m sick of being a man if this is what it means. I won’t be home today or at the office either. I’ve been summoned and nothing else matters. Permit me to narrate. Read the rest of this entry »
Tan Machines
December 29, 2007 in 299 Words, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, Robot, Sci-Fi, Science Fiction, Short stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Danger, Dystopia, Eye Contact, Mystery, Sci-Fi | by davidbdale | 4 comments
They dance at parties now who only ten years ago moved like tan machines or seated at desks impersonated receptionists or standing stiffly with legs spread functioned as security guards. Read the rest of this entry »
The Buddy Conundrum
April 18, 2007 in 299 Words, Dog, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Politics, Sci-Fi, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, War, Writing | Tags: Animal, Dog, Fear, Marriage, Mystery, Satire, Sci-Fi, Violence | by davidbdale | 5 comments
In later stages of the experiment, there was little to distinguish the personalities of man and dog, wolf and wolfman, shark and man. Read the rest of this entry »
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