Fiction: Untitled (part 4 of 5) – galactic mercs

Chuck Wendig’s Latest Flash Fiction Challenge. Part four of the untitled story about galactic mercs, started by Fatma Alici

I’ve continued the back-and-forth POV.

Part one by Fatma Alici

Another shot glass slammed down as Toops flashed her big, black eyes at me. “Are you going to black out.” Her tone as dry as the desert planet we had left.

“I never black out. “ I grinned motioning for another shot. “I’m only resting my eyes.”

Toops rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “Yeah, I believe you, Lancer. I really do.” Her scarred fingers pushed her still … more

Fiction: Unpredictable Magic (Part 3 of 5)

Chuck Wendig’s Latest Flash Fiction Challenge. Part Three of JDFitch’s story: Unpredictable Magic.

JDFitch:
God, how she hated dance music. Tony blared that crap every day at work, and after four years, she couldn’t take it anymore. Most had their I-phones or mp3’s and earbuds to stuff in their heads. The rest of them had to suffer. Her fist smashed the bread dough with a vengeance. One fist beat the soft, yeasty mass over and over.
“Screw this.” [Gloria] reached and ‘touched’ the electric plug that asshole’s antique radio was plugged into. Sparks crackled from the outlet, … more

Sylvia’s World (Part 3 of 5)

Part Three of Chuck Wendig’s Latest Flash Fiction Challenge. Part Three of Angela Barry’s story: Sylvia’s World.

A. Carina Barry Sylvia’s World

Blood, the taste of blood in her mouth? Running her tongue along the inside of her lip, Sylvia confirmed it. Her blood. Stiff muscles knotted with pain while her nose brought the scent of twisted metal and smoke. Their spaceship, it must have crashed. Clearing her eyes of the gummy residue of fallen ash and protective tears, Sylvia climbed to her feet and surveyed the crash site.
The long nose and proud, cupped wings … more

Fiction: Angel? (Part 2 of 5)

Part Two of Chuck Wendig’s Latest Flash Fiction Challenge. A continuation of Matt Cash’s story: Angel?

Angel?
I woke up the other morning with wings and thought,’what the fucking Hell am I supposed to do now?!’
Like many of the tales I’ve told this one begins with……Once when i was pissed….

Once, when I was pissed I decided to mix as many different spirits I had in my kitchen in a pint glass. Gin,vodka,rums of white and dark,some
weird dusty bottled supermarket liqueur and some bourbon.
And after a couple of glasses of foul tasting … more

Fiction: Joe’s Bar (Part 2 of 5)

Part Two of Chuck Wendig’s Latest Flash Fiction Challenge. A continuation of Mr. Urban Spaceman’s story: Joe’s Bar.

“Buy me a drink,” he said, bloodshot eyes meeting mine from further down the bar, “and I’ll tell you how I broke the world.”
I gave a snort, took a long swig of my G&T, and turned my attention back to the game being shown on Joe’s decrepit TV.
“Go on,” he insisted, in a voice ravaged by years of strong alcohol. “It’ll be worth it.”
Glancing around, I looked for help, but none of the … more

Fiction: Listening Post

(a chained story writing prompt from Chuck Wendig’s blog: http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2013/11/22/flash-fiction-challenge-200-words-at-a-time-part-one/ )

Listening Post

Greg Evans slapped off the com alarm while he was still prying open eyes gummed shut by sleep.

The vacc-suited figure in the screen was standing at the near relay station, by the visible background.

“Lieutenant J.G. Jenna Ballard,” the woman’s voice said. “I have an emergency and I need directions to your station.”

“Uh,” Greg said. “Just follow your inertial tracker.”

“I don’t have a tracker,” the lieutenant said.

“Who sent you here without a tracker?”

“No one sent me!” the woman shouted. “I told … more

Chuck Wendig hits it again

I just read Chuck Wendig’s latest post: http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2013/07/17/so-you-just-had-your-book-published/ about what happens after your first book is published.

There’s the initial high (snorting comet dust); followed by second-guessing yourself when no one seems to notice; no reviews, no sales numbers, no responses to your guest posts; followed by … what the heck, Chuck says it much better than I could, especially since I haven’t sold a book yet.

So if you are a writer (potential, wannabe, novice, semi-pro, professional) or someone who supports a writer (spouse, fiancé, SO, or just friend) go read it.

I’ll be pulling out some choice bits … more

Movie Review: World War Z

View Date: 6/29/13

Some spoilers below.

World War Z is a fun, action romp, if you can ignore some logical inconsistencies.

Brad Pitt delivers an excellent performance as Gerry Lane, a man who gave up a globe-trotting life of adventure as a U.N. investigator in order to settle down and concentrate on his family–wife and two daughters. When the zombie apocalypse breaks out, he is forced back into his previous life in order to safeguard the family that means more to him than anything else.

He accompanies Andrew Fassbach, a virologist played by Elyes Gabel, protected by a SEAL … more

Fiction: Gun Show

Wendig Challenge: http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2013/06/28/flash-fiction-challenge-down-the-tv-tropes-rabbit-hole/

I decided to use two tropes I came across while trolling the tropes database, Sex Sells: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SexSells?from=Main.HelloBoys

and Super Slave Market:

http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SuperSlaveMarket

This one actually came in under the 1k target at 899 words.

Enjoy!

Gun Show

“Plasma rifle in the forty-watt range,” the customer said in a thick accent.

“I’m sorry sir, but I can’t sell you that,” Kitty said.

“Why not? Isn’t this the Gun Show?”

“Yes sir, finest weapons in the known universe! ‘The right to buy weapons is the right to be free’ is our motto, however that is classed as an … more

Fiction: The Iron Knight

Wendig flash fiction challenge 5/17/13
http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2013/05/17/flash-fiction-challenge-the-random-fantasy-character-generator/

“A remorseful knight is out for revenge.” 980 words

The Iron Knight

Sir Dorian, Knight of the Realm, tried to look casual as he walked beside the castle wall. He knew that he was in sight of three different guard posts atop the wall, but it couldn’t be helped, what he searched for would be invisible in the dark.

The pain in his left leg was flaring up again and he slowed to give it some ease. The leg was better some days than others, but the pain in his heart was constant … more