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Look at me! I'm a
writer! No, really! I'm a writer! I can't believe it
Okay, so here's how it happened: Clark and I were recounting our
favorite Twilight Zone episodes while Clark was going through all his
old issues of Confusing
Science Fiction Magazine, when he stumbled across an old article
about a competition between Isaac Asimov and Arthur C. Clarke to write
short stories under 200 words. (Asimov won, of course, not for
quality (Duh!), but for quantity and fewest words per story.
Clarke's masterful subtlety is difficult to constrain, you know.)
I tried it, and to my amazement, I cranked out a bunch of
stories! (No masterful subtlety here, that's for sure!) It
was really fun! I had to up my limit to 300 words (or so) to tell
a complete story, on account of I'm... Well, I'm Earl. And one of
my stories below (Lunacy) is a lot longer than that, but even that one
can still be considered ultra-short.
I'm not saying I'm good, or anything. I'm just saying that it was
easier and a lot more fun than I thought it would be. And, yeah,
I definitely have a thing for Science Fiction. I make no apology
for that, but I'm happy to warn you in advance.
Click on the ones you think you might like. I hope you enjoy
them. As always, I'm happy to hear your thoughts.
Power of Observation
We've all had bosses who just don't get it, even when it's right in
front of them. Maybe it's because they're just not looking.
Most say that self-awareness is a binary state, an all-or-nothing
condition. My dog says otherwise.
When first contact goes horribly wrong, how do you say you're
sorry? A complimentary side dish might do the trick.
In a time far in the future, when the tidal lock between Earth and its
moon has become bilateral, when the day is more than two months long,
and continental drift has pushed all the continents to one side of the
world, humans and dolphins have a little chat.
Could you singled-handedly prove to a galactic overlord bent on purging
the galaxy of unworthy species that the human race is entitled to
secure its place among the stars? Neither could this guy.
More like a sidebar in a science magazine than a short story, this
entry emphasizes the importance of maintaining visible and ultraviolet
observation capability in modern astronomy. No, really.
If you have a doorway to a different universe, what's rule number
one? Easy: use the toilet BEFORE you go through. (And don't
forget to wash your hands.)
I was the kid all the other kids yelled at for not being "realistic"
enough when we played "Cops and Robbers." This one is for
When your best is just barely good enough. Kind of.
Some types of jokes are so classic and timeless that they will never
fail to get a laugh. This isn't one of them.
Nobody believes me when this happens to me, and it happens to me all
Don't let my creativity fool you into thinking that I'm too
high-falootin' to get my hands dirty fixing your stuff. Just like
I wrote these ultra-short stories, I can be the author of your TV and
appliance solutions. Just give
me a call, and I'll be there in no time, in just seven working days!
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