At a recent writing workshop, I heard a participant comment on another one’s nomenclature: android, laser, Altair were deemed unimaginative clichés. I found myself in instant disagreement. Here’s why. First, the laser. Real lasers appeared as early as 1960, then were dismissed as beam weapons with the asinine argument that they lacked [...]
It starts as an idea,
a splash of bright red paint in the dark,
illuminating unseen paths
and drawing up their dust.
High above us on a clear winter night
the construction crews begin to build,
to grasp that pale white disk
and make her as green as Earth.
It spirals to the left,
emerging from a dentin core,
exquisite and softer than expected.
A nanode arm blossomed up from the halocopter's floor. In its hand lay a tiny golden box, a promise of perfect bliss. “Dessert, sir?” came Bell-C's voice from invisible speakers, but sadly, the six-course inflight dinner still lay too heavy in William Rose's belly. “No, but leave it there,” he said. “And give me transparency.”
A look around. An empty white room with no windows. Features present: black leather armchair. White fluorescent lamps, constant buzzing from furthest left lamp (probable cause: defective ballast unable to maintain constant output of electrical current). A black center table. An empty glass of water. The doctor. Middle-aged Caucasian male. Trimmed goatee, graying hair, blue eyes ringed with flecks of gold ...
One evening Iphigenia found a creature at the bottom of the Garden, lying in one of the flowerbeds that pressed up against the base of the high Wall. She knew it was a Witch because it looked just like the pictures in the Book...
"Lockdown initiated," Alice’s preternaturally calm AI voice announced. "Virate presence detected with 98% confidence." I scrambled to my feet, pulled by hysteresis hinges in my suit’s exoskeletal loadout. "Here?" I swept the muzzle of my rifle around the room. "Where?"
On the very last day of his life, Ken Sato was walking on a beach just down the hill from where his home used to be. The dark waves of the Sea of Okhotsk churned and crashed on the rocks in the distance. Lost in thought, he didn’t notice the seaweed-covered body until he almost tripped over it.