“Slug, your feet are burning.” “Shut the fuck up,” he groaned, a single lick of flame tickling up from his shoe. “I was saying something.” “I knew it,” said Tom. “I saw it coming.”
I’m still alive and still writing guys, I swear. I’m just doing lots of stuff. I know that’s vague, but, um, yeah. Here’s some proof that I’m still at it. Click the picture at the bottom to download the story. It’s about a guy with a job and a family. He talks funny. Check it […]
When’s the last time you had to wait for something — and I mean like, physically plop yourself down and wait? It’s not a very fond memory, right? But unless you were waiting in line at the DMV, it probably didn’t have to be all that bad. Let me tell you why:
You guys want some robots? You guys want some philosophy? Well, here’s a story about BOTH! Just imagine the implications of a robot who can dream! So click read more, (or just scroll down if you were linked to this page directly) and enjoy.