One of the reasons I chose a business major in college was because I hated math, so I wasn’t particularly excited to take Business Statistics 101. It was, however, required for my major, and I suppose you can say I found solace in the fact that it was at least better than calculus. It was,…
Ghost (working title)
ghost (noun) – the disembodied spirit of a dead person manifested among the living Kat’s flat panel display was the only source of light in her living room, the ceiling fan the only thing loud enough to make noise. Her nocturnal affinity meant that 11 PM brought her highest state of awareness. The lightcast display…
Iterate
I haven’t posted anything here in a while, and that’s because I’ve been focused on Iterate for apparently over half a year now. I honestly didn’t realize I started writing it in late June, but apparently that is the case. Anyway, Iterate will be published soon, but much more info can be found at the link…
5 – Media
The second row of keys didn’t work either, and to make matters worse, I got caught again. The most frustrating thing was that I was prepared this time. I looked over, made sure Bookie was still occupied, and when I tried to open the door, she noticed me. That meant I either needed to get…
4 – Lab
I was nervous for the first time in what seemed like decades. There wasn’t a lot that could affect me anymore, but sitting there in class waiting to hear the announcements was indeed inducing a strange amount of fear and anxiety within me. The weird thing, though, is I liked the feeling. Being nervous was…
3 – Events
I awoke from a dreamless sleep and knocked my phone off the nightstand trying to turn the alarm off. What a fine start to the day. My phone buzzed shortly after landing on the floor. I picked it up almost mindlessly and stared at the screen. “Morning sunshine.” We hadn’t been to school in around…
2 – Memories
When you recall a memory, you’re actually recalling the last time you made that recollection. It’s how memories can change over time. When every day is the same, those memories become tangled up in ways that it is nearly impossible to describe. We’d skipped school and driven to the beach many times, but when was…
1 – Repeat
I slammed my hand into my phone, groggily trying to silence the obnoxious alarm that was ringing in my ear. My mornings were a continuous loop of dreaming about smashing my phone to bits, but not actually doing anything other than lying there, glad that I could at least make it shut up. The first…
Six Years
It’s been a while since I tagged a story under the “Muse” category. I don’t know if I’ve ever explained what that category means, but basically, they’re just stories that came to me in dreams. Probably not the most traditional definition of a “muse,” or maybe not really even the definition at all. But whatever….
SASPER (Chapter 1, cyberpunk novel)
Chapter 1 Nathaniel Droyer raps his thumb against the bottom of the leather-clad steering wheel of his three-year old SASPER sedan as it carries him down I-10 east just outside of New Orleans. The electric blue gauges cast a dim illumination into the car, but it is drowned out by the conglomerate glow of headlights and taillights leaking from…