With grease still on my hands, I put my rifle down and unloaded my gear. The rough, olive drab was a second skin by now, not just my own, but of everyone it seemed. Greenish grey and greyish green stitched a patchwork between all aspects of life over there. Finding a seat set aside from […]
Read more "With Grease Still On My Hands, Part 1 of 5"The first mission I ever got was a complete crock. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t blame the agency (much), and would’ve done the same in their shoes, but being in my shoes? Man. Just get a load of this nonsense: mission: infiltrate a highly sensitive finance office; gather intel on recent disappearances of three, high-profile VPs parameters: time […]
Read more "555-Word Spygame"For what seemed like a long time, I thought I might be falling. Though if so, very slowly as there was no wind rushing by; just floating maybe. It was still entirely dark and silent. Really, there was no evidence that I was moving in any way, it was just a thought. I forgot it […]
Read more "Artificial Intelligence, Epilogue"Climbing and climbing, in pitch black. I began to lose my sense of even up or down. My hands rode the damp, rain-smoothed stone walls, for I could find no rope or rail to guide me. Step. Step. Step. One at a time, I can’t trip. I must get to the top right away. I’ve […]
Read more "Artificial Intelligence, Part 8 (of 10)"Almost as shocked as by the blinding sunlight, though much more slowly and painfully drawn out, Jack felt a yoke of guilt hang from his neck, as he walked through Vastendom’s commercial district with its mighty leader in tow. This was the town he wrote up, no question about it, but just as Stuart had […]
Read more "Artificial Intelligence, Part 7 (of 10)"When I consider the many ways in which a story can be told, 2 big types come to mind: Third-Person and First-Person. Today, I feel like telling one story in 2 different ways… First, the third-person: “The first time Arthur stepped foot in this grand, court, he was a much younger man. Wind had swept his […]
Read more "Third-Person vs. First-Person; Experimenting"“You’re an idiot. And I don’t fly with idiots.” The steel door slammed and produced a high-pitched ringing capable of calming a battalion of angry dogs. Jimmy scratched his head. ‘So much for trying…’ he thought. ‘This is gonna be a great 6 months…’ The USS Wright was the first of it’s kind: a 22nd century […]
Read more "I am my brother’s keeper."In an instant, everything became clear. This was never a game at all. This was the very last wish of a dying man, who never truly believed his dreams would be fulfilled, and only now, only in this final and desperate act…his trust was in me to make every minute to have finally meant something. […]
Read more "The Sixth"It was junior year that was to add depth to my experience. I chose to study abroad in probably the best country for anyone as obsessed with medieval history and lore as myself: Scotland. My three months there were filled with castles and craig, and core moments to consider my profession. I’ll never forget the […]
Read more "Stokes Hall of Darkness: 1-2, “The Stones Grew Strange”"Boston, Massachusetts. 2008. With every new season comes a life change. For me it was college. As I rode comfortably in the back of my parents SUV, I held on to my welcome packet and felt the firm, warm feeling of resolution. I had made it to Boston, to the school of my dreams, and […]
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