Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Short Story – Still?


“Still?”

“Mister Helzner.  Mister Helzner, can you hear me?”

Tom slowly opened his eyes.  At first, all he saw were a variety of dull blurs.  After several blinks, the blurs collapsed into the drab ceiling of the lab and the smiling face of Doctor Sara Caplan.

“Doc,” Tom said with a rough throat.  “How did I do?”

“Wonderfully.  You are the first human to have been in suspended animation for six months.”

Tom closed his eyes and sighed.  “Did I miss anything?”

“Well,” Doctor Caplan began, “the corruption trial for Vice-President Keogh is about to begin.”

Tom’s eyes snapped open.  “That whole thing is still going on?”

Doctor Caplan shrugged.  “The trial was supposed to start a few months ago, but it was delayed so his lawyers could review new evidence and allegations.”

Tom shook his head and groaned.  “Put me under for another six months.”

***

I first published this five years ago on a website that’s no longer around.  It began after I saw a headline about new allegations in the Bridgegate Scandal.  Given the current political climate, I’m sure a lot of us would choose to just go under for six months to not hear about it.

Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Short story – “Mighty Pen”


“Mighty Pen”

Alex shuffled into the kitchen and groaned. “This is intolerable.”

His mother looked up from her crossword puzzle and asked, “Problem dear?”

“I have so many ideas jostling around in my head for stories, but the battery in my laptop went bad and it won’t be fixed until tomorrow. I want ... I need to write now.”

His mother raised an eyebrow, then held her pen out to him.

A look of disgust came to Alex’s face. “What is this?” he asked, “The dark ages?”

***

A few years ago, I had an issue with my laptop and I didn’t have it for about a week.  I still had a desktop, but the reason I had gotten the laptop was because the desktop was circling the drain and it had problems opening Word files.  All of this wouldn’t have been a big deal, except at the time I was writing weekly stories on a website that no longer exists.  So I basically had to write a story in an email and send it to myself.  Being a First World Writer is so hard.