Upcoming Story – “Testing Grounds”

I had a small idea that I’m now turning into a short story.  I’d say it’d only be a few thousand words but, as the Maury meme goes, that has been determined to be a lie.  This is going to be a little science fiction TF piece because I haven’t done one yet :)  All you get is a very very small paragraph preview.  Sorry!

May 23rd, 2037

Like a spy cloaked against its enemies, three small spiked shapes danced unnoticed by the neighboring cells floating in the culture dish.  Dimmed light from the monitor reflected off of Dr. Campbell’s glasses while he watched the movement of the magnified sample. 

Upcoming Short – Winter Coat

I see Sofury is having a little mini contest ( http://www.sofurry.com/calendar/view?id=3442 ) so I figured I’d try my hand at a quick little story.  Should be done with it tomorrow and here’s a paragraph preview:

“I need another blanket,” Susan muttered.  “This is ridiculous.”  The walls of the young woman’s tent rippled against the light wind and she shivered under her blankets as the cold settled densely around her.  The constant light snow fall pelted her tent with muttered pattering sounds.  Susan peeked over the edge of her covers to watch her small tent sway.  She could feel the cold somehow reaching through the blankets to seep into her and her bones ached from it. 

Layers Chapter 9 – A Small Preview

Consider the scene.

Elaine stands at the door with a small bag of various things.  I smell salt and vinegar chips, beef jerky and the aforementioned condoms.  Mostly those because the chemical latex smell is somehow mocking my lack of foresight.  Goddamn these hormones and Stephen’s body.  That sexy, sexy body.  Elaine smells slightly anxious and something close to jealous but not quite that.  It’s a complex thing and I’m not sure how to untangle it just yet.  I don’t think it’s entirely bad but there is a hint of possessiveness in there.  I like her outfit and a small piece of me quickly wonders if I’d look as cute as her in it. …

The Pact – A Small Preview

So, I had this conversation via text a while back:

Pretty Lady: Haha I like texting, don’t get me wrong, I just hate typing heaps on my phone 

Me: Ah, that makes sense. So I’ll save the heaving bodice talk for when you’re not on your phone. Mmmm… bodices and ankles and bosoms :-)

Pretty Lady: Lmfao That sounds like Little House on the Prairie porn
Me: Oh my gosh. Now I know what I should write to follow up the magic school bus porn! “Little Joe looked across the field and noticed the slightly bony part of Mary’s ankle impossibly showing through her multiple layers of thick, long clothes.