Category: Creation

Stuff about creative efforts – making things, reusing things – that bring us closer to the primal force of creation itself.

Around: Contagion

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When it started going around we assumed biological warfare, except every patient presented a different set of symptoms. Things got weirder when the CDC finally received a spectrum of blood and tissue samples. “Group 1 comprises several specialized proteins previously unseen in nature. Functions range … Continue reading Around: Contagion

FORWARD: A Dark Canvas, Full of Light

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The Great Mother, essence of chaos, gave birth to twin daughters who were joined –
one black-eyed, one white-eyed blind.
They crafted a seed of light and planted it in the void;
when Mother touched it, the stars descended.

Rather than allow their children to fall into chaos,
the dark-eyed daughter knits a blanket to catch them as they fall.
The white-eyed daughter tied a line to the edge,
counting each row as it moves forward.

This flash fiction in 75 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan

RIGHT: Finding a Different Path

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Cooper knew nobody else could do this:

each time he closed his eyes, he saw himself run toward a particular corner and turn left.

He could do this all day; his body lay shattered in a hospital bed –

useless.

Each time, blown clean out of his running shoes by a runaway sedan.

If he could find a different path, he could switch into it;

this one was beginning to cramp his style anyway.

Apparently, the multiverse was out to get him. Not once yet has he taken a right instead.

Hey – no sweat, right? He could do this all day.

This flash fiction in 100 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan

REACH: Cradle of Life

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In the beginning,
the Great Mother
whose mind boils in Chaos
did reach toward the seed of light
crafted by her daughters.

She sunk her fingers deep
until it fell in chunks all around;
embedded in the void,
burning from the touch
of primal Chaos,
her grandchildren became the stars.

This flash fiction in 50 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan

GO: An Unfortunate Engagement

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“Are you okay?” Dex lowered his weapon slightly.

“I. . . ” a strange tilt of the head – “I think so.” – or was he just stretching?

“What are you doing here?” Dex recalled scattered reports – “everyone evacuated right before the robos rolled through.” – of robos staying behind, disguised as people. Was this “civilian” one of them?

“I was hiding.”

Weird. “You’re lucky they didn’t find you.” The robos were adept at finding people.

Suspicious, Dex reached for his radio. Better call for backup, just in case. The guy’s eyes blazed laser red; without thinking, Dex fired. The back of the man’s head exploded, not with sparks but bloody gore.

Had he been mistaken, the eyes a trick of the light? He was human after all.

Go. Just go. You have others to worry about.

He coughed twice, his throat dry; suddenly he didn’t feel so well. He took off, leaving the body behind.

This flash fiction in 150 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan

Who’s Busy Now #FridayFictioneers

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At first, I built the effigy as an artistic statement; the bees were dying off for some reason. It was “colony collapse disorder”, and I thought it was larger than life.

They asked to display my work, and I agreed when they told me I would get free publicity: a write-up in the local paper. I didn’t realize how dire the situation was –

that for every big discovery, there’s something bigger; pollenating robots came along just in time to alleviate the extinction of honeybees, but will we always be so fortunate?

Here I am, waiting for the next big thing.

This post was prompted by Friday Fictioneers.