Malcom was raised by the streets. Gang meant family. An observant teacher recognized Malcom’s math skills during his patchy attendance. Mrs. Jones mentored Malcom through high school and found the right scholarships to help him realize his dream – to be a video game programmer. Malcom’s first hit game was called, “Street Life.” It was…
Category: fiction
#FFFC 55 — ET Factory Farm
A persistent urban myth is that aliens abduct humans and do weird experiments on us involving probes, after which they drop us back off onto the planet after giving us amnesia. The myth is unfounded — the reality is much different. Extraterrestrials do abduct humans, but not to do any silly experiments on us. They’ve…
Thursday Inspiration 45 — Phantom Dusk
The name Loretta Divine was known across the globe as creator of the famous #1 men’s cologne Phantom Dusk. The haunting dusky scent was from an essential oil recipe that only Loretta knew and was produced only by her. Its scarcity drove prices into the astronomical range. Each year department stores would have an annual…
#FF — Biggest Audition Ever
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson I woke up in a dressing room. Frenzied prep permeated. Behind my seat was a make-up person. “Where am I? What’s going on?” The gentleman dusting my cheeks with powder smiled and nodded in the mirror. Preparation complete, I and the rest of the players were pointed towards the stage….
What do you see? #18 — A Sense of Purpose
Image Credit; Hoi An- Unsplash Verti had given the best years of her life to her high pressure career, but at last she was old enough to retire. The last years on the job, when she started counting the days, had been a particularly excruciating form of torture. But now here she was, no schedules….
#FFFC 54 — 11:38
It didn’t matter where she was or what she was doing, Didi’s eyes were drawn to a clock at 11:38. She never thought consciously about the time or looking at the clock except in the morning when she got up for work and towards the end of her work day. It was as if a…
Thursday Inspiration 44 — Love Potion #9
George, the love of my life, was a utility worker, climbing power poles 40-50 hours a week. Or at least he did until he was thrown from a 40-foot height by a power surge. Landing on the lawn, George’s body smoked from the electricity that put him into a coma. It had been six months….
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