The Plant – A Steampunk Story – Excerpt from Chapter Twenty

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“On a happier note, how is your life lately?” Richard tried to change the subject, only managing to add more gas on Jack’s emotional pyre. “I’m in counseling with a child psychologist, thank you for asking. I got to revisit every second of my life, forwards, backwards and out of sequence, I discussed any and… Continue reading

Being Marie Celeste

Marie Celeste fumbled with the keys on the doorstep of the quaint old house, trying to figure out which one would fit the antique keyhole and feeling kind of awkward as she handled the eerily large key ring like some sort of medieval housekeeper. The thing was ridiculously heavy, and it made Marie Celeste wonder… Continue reading

The Plant – A Steampunk Story – Excerpt from Chapter 19

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“Of all the crazy things you ever came up with, Jack, I, for once, can’t believe you’re making me do this!” Richard said, exhausted and sweating profusely in the unforgiving sunshine, as he tried to force his shovel through the obstinate dirt. They had been at it since the first rays of dawn, about five… Continue reading

The Plant – a Steampunk Story – Excerpt from Chapter Fourteen

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Later that day, Richard and Jack met at the malt shop to celebrate their narrow escape from perpetual detention with two vanilla floats. “To tell you the truth, this stuff is getting kind of tiresome, man,” Jack complained. “I love making up a good story as much as the next guy, but it’s exhausting having… Continue reading

Door Number Eight – Excerpt from Chapter Two

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“Sorry, Taylor, but I kind of…hhm…have plans for the evening,” she blushed to the root of her hair. Since Taylor looked at her, still confused, she felt obligated to clarify. “I have a date. He’s meeting me at eight, in fact I have to hurry, I’m already late.” “What on earth do you mean? It… Continue reading

The Plant – A Steampunk Story – Excerpt from Chapter 15

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It’s not that people don’t expect life to change, it is the way that change comes about that always catches us unprepared. Sometimes it is as trivial as rain on the day of the picnic that everybody had spent months planning, or as significant as a shift in circumstances that makes one’s life plans lose… Continue reading

The Plant – A Steampunk Story – Excerpt from Chapter 16

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When it was finished, the little knot of gears spun conscientiously, making weird noises through a cluster of pipes. The entire device wasn’t bigger than a fist, and it moved about on a multitude of little mechanical legs, like a giant bug carrying a pan flute. Richard took the little mechanical creature to the hot… Continue reading

Door Number Eight – Excerpt from chapter one

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The room was practically empty, with the exception of a large swivel chair marking its center and another old fashioned wing back chair placed nearby, almost as an afterthought. The contrast between the two pieces, one made of red leather stretched tighter than a drum around severe modern contours and the other overstuffed, covered in… Continue reading

The Plant – Excerpt from Chapter 11

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“What do you mean the plant ate Brenda?!” Jack jumped to his feet, forgetting he was in a library, where quietude and decorum were strictly enforced. “And why is that supposed to be the good news?” he looked at his friend, wretched. “What do you think the plant is going to do with the capability… Continue reading

The Plant – A Steampunk Story – Excerpt from Chapter 14

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As smitten as Richard was with the plant’s surreal qualities, he had to admit that Jack had a point. In less than a year, quietly but irrevocably, the plant had set roots not only inside the factory assets, which it adapted to its own needs, but in a broader sense, into the very life of… Continue reading