Book Birthday with the People Inside
Hey 9! Hey Lily! Welcome back! I’ve missed you the past three weeks while spinning a serial tale of near-future dystopian gloom. I wondered where you went. Did you do that “Seventh Day” thing again? As current events seemed to cry out for it, I did. And...
The Seventh Day, PART III
The third and final installment of The Seventh Day. Readers, please don’t let this world come to pass! * * * * * * Marge didn’t speak Thursday morning, and Joe had never been one for starting conversations, especially one-sided ones. The soysynth...
The Seventh Day, PART II
Marge was sulking Tuesday morning. She fussed with the collar of her navy blue jumpsuit. “They could have left me a scarf or a belt or something.” Joe said nothing, thankful he had not been asked “Does this jumpsuit make me look fat?” He sipped his fabricated coffee...
The Seventh Day, Part One
Usually this blog is a casual essay, something reflecting a new interest or an interesting event during the week. Today’s post is something I consider relevant to current events in America and around the world, a short story first written during the G. W. Bush...Subscribe
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