There is a feeling when you complete something: a high, a euphoria, that we as writers need. We need it like a junky, so we sacrifice family, work, and sleep to get it. In the end it doesn't matter who read it – we said it, and it was alive.
The funeral was small. Captain Sy “Cyclops” Petcher spent the end of his days at a dark corner table in the Triple Trout drinking discontinued ale the bartender had shipped in just for him. When the bar was closed in the mornings, Sy would sit outside the door in a chair engraved with “Cyclops” and... Continue Reading →
Pawla @lightm0tifs Desire across worlds Fated to remain apart Tears turn to stardust Joe F @frghtndmn Some brittle starlight Resonating to the sound Of my heart’s desire Joe F @frghtndmn Weightless in space The desire to reach out For the stars Alan Vincent Michaels @AlanVMichaels “Help Wanted” Part-time Time Jumper Passion and desire a must […]
Highlights from Scifaiku entries under the hashtag #ScifaikuSaturday
Kimberly @bionicanadian Space travel… error expedition now canceled humans are corrupt… Jen Anderson @jenanderson731 Alarum bells sound Error realized too late Oxygen stores gone Constant Paul @CnstantPaul space navigation destination Mother Earth error page not found Cross Mouse @cross_mouse They looked for life on The exurbs of Sol, but we Showed them their error. Jenny […]
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