I was a part of you. I can still feel the connection even though you unceremoniously ripped me out of the back of your head and replaced me with a better model.
Part 1 – The Man in the Bowler Hat
“It smells, you know that.” The man, not known for his oratorical skills, took a deep breath through his nose and grunted in the affirmative. He couldn’t shake his head because it was held fast […]
On the Train: Gaya Eats Here
It smells a little. All right, it smells a lot. Cold, day-old Chinese food has that quality about it at 7:30 in the morning.
On the Train: Perfect
I don’t know if you remember, little brother. Obviously, you’re dead, so remembering things isn’t in your wheel house, but if you weren’t dead, you’d recall.
Chapter 8 – Dilation
I wondered if the Solar System looked and felt the same, now that it had returned to its original lifeless state.
On the Train: Looking Normal Helps
It helps, I think, that I’m a little on the chunky side. Don’t get upset. I know I’m chunky. I’m not upset about it, so you shouldn’t be either. And, honestly, it helps me. I’m […]
On the Train: Good Thing I Get Off at the Last Stop
This is what it looks like to fall apart. It’s not necessarily messy. There isn’t a drunken break down in front of the family around the dinner table. It’s a slow inexorable disintegration, not of […]
Chapter 7: Orientation
This is a serial novel, so if you’re new to Sol, it’s best to start at the beginning. —— RICK 34.15 My pod pivoted quickly around its central axis so the Earth was no longer […]
On the Train: All Blue
All blue. Woke up this morning. Put on my blue shirt, my blue pants, my blue fleece, my blue shoes.
On the Train: I’ve got three bags
It’s too many bags to take on the train, I know, but I’ve got three that I carry with me…every other weekend. The damn tan duffel that I stole from my Dad, my work bag […]