Hacked Life
During his regular Wednesday afternoon 10-minute guided energy-cleansing meditation session, the following message flashed on the inside of Brydon’s eyelids: YOUR LIFE HAS BEEN HACKED! Thanks to a programming flaw in the neural chip implanted in your brain, we have hacked it and essentially your life and extracted the databases cataloging the entirety of your being.
At Last, The Destination
Although the sun sat high in the midday sky, the figure who approached me was draped in complete shadow. Its frame was…
The King of Wretches
I don’t have a favorite season, per se, but whenever summer rolls around, my head swims with near endless possibilities of how I can alter not only my reality but the reality of existence so that I can finally live a life in which my head falls on the pillow with no worries and I…
The Secret
The moment Lavelle stepped through the door, I realized something was wrong. He had just come home for winter recess, head shaved bald…
Dear Madd Fictional: Jacks With Ghosts
Times are tough for everyone these days and as such, I found I needed a side hustle to help make ends meet. I tried everything from Human Fracking to Milky Way Real Estate Developing to Kickstarting The Zombie Apocalypse and they all turned up snake eyes until I stumbled across my true calling: Starting An…
Hangover Comfort Food – Madd Fictional Style
Naturally, I want you to make the most of your holiday season, regardless of what you celebrate or how you choose to celebrate it, but, if you’re the sort who lets loose during the season to be jolly (hey, you do you, I do not party-shame) you might very well be nursing the mother of…
A Tin For Tinder
I had not realized, until I felt the radiant heat as you approached with your flame, that our connection was a living bridge, a spiritual…
The Man
His business card was made of carbon-fiber reinforced thermoplastic. Laser etched in red on the back was his phone number…
The Ennui of This Moment
He really did try his damnedest to live his life in a productive manner, the only bit of advice he retained from his absentee father before he faded…
A Scrapbook of Daydreams
“That kind of relationship is doomed before it even begins,” her mother warned. “His type… they can’t be faithful, it isn’t in their genes…”
Vacancies, Vacancies Everywhere, Yet None of Them For Me
A few of my unused characters who can afford the steep rent have made the suggestions that I either choose my favorite among them to room…
The Choosing Field
The Centria planted its feet atop the announcing mound and parted its lips slightly, a hairline fracture in a granite face that could not easily…
Picture Yourself Being A Better You!
You know you’ve done it often enough. Hell, we all have. Who among us hasn’t daydreamed about living a better life? Being the boss of your dream job…
Beached
At first, his world was consumed by the sounds of the sea. Rolling waves smashing against rocks. The shrill caw of seagulls from somewhere high…
So Close, Yet So Far Away
Lonnie Hatch took his usual morning stroll to fetch a freshly baked bagel from his favorite delicatessen, when a taxi driver lost control of the wheel, hopped the sidewalk and struck a fire hydrant, damaging it just enough for the water pressure to blast the heavy metal bonnet straight into Lonnie’s face, killing him instantly.
Love Over Time
“Cranford-upon-Reslington is not the sort of place that attracts tourists and I can tell by the way you carry yourself that you are not local, so what brings you to this place?”
The Overpayment
“Hi, I received a notice today informing me that my LIFE (all in capital letters) under my current case will be DISCONTINUED (in capital bold letters) beginning September 10, 2022.”
ReFilling Emptiness
He sat by the window, his gaze meandering through the verdant countryside. Despite the pleasantness of the day, his disposition was anything but sunny.
A Daughter’s Lament
It’s times like this, in the wee hours of the night that I wonder if it’s wrong that I love my mother? And that love is wrapped in tinfoil, placed in…
Matters of the Heart
Sometimes it’s difficult to return, even if it’s to something you love, which for me is writing. The reason? Well, while the rest of the world was…
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