I've lived in this town my whole life; most of the time that's fine by me. But in the late October air a painful lust used to pass over me. I would dream of places I've never been. I took this as a sign, and every year in the frigid air I sought adventure. So … Continue reading What Lies in the Golden Forest
It flashed through the sky and then was gone. There was no doubt, she was absolutely certain she had seen a UFO. She even suspected that the aliens were here to make contact. Maybe they would choose her, maybe she would get to see their ship and become the first diplomat between humanity and the … Continue reading Big Tom’s Alien Stop-N-Go
The Typewriter Alexander Bjørn It was different, writing on a typewriter: the clatter and the noise, the resistance of the old keys forced her to really put some effort into each letter. She imagined she was Ernest Hemingway clicking away old memories, but the urge to drown herself in alcohol became too great to … Continue reading The Typewriter
The Rain on Gaia Alexander Bjørn The rain fell from above as as Kaprika propped his limp body against the Ship’s lander. He had always liked to watch the rain as a child, in fact this was the first time he had seen rain in near thirty years. It was always a fascinating phenomenon, high … Continue reading The Rain on Gaia
Not Quite Like I Used to. Alexander Bjørn "Oh, well," I began as I gave a friendly wink to little Anna, "These old fingers don't play like they used to." I sat down next to my young granddaughter and gave my fingers a good stretch; the sound of the cracking of those old bones … Continue reading Not Quite Like I Used to.