Dinner for Five (short fiction)

Chasing the Moon



“I was born in the primordial fires of a ravenous universe. I arose from its belly with an insatiable hunger, and a trillion, trillion souls were sacrificed to satisfy my boundless appetites. Still, it was not enough. It will never be enough. But long after your wretched little world is a dead marble floating through the void, I shall continue onward, consuming until there is nothing left to devour, until I stand alone in the emptiness, ever hungry even after the last scrap has been swallowed.”

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Pixels (movie review)

Is this the only unbiased Pixels review you’ll read? Maybe. So pay attention.

Pixels isn’t a great movie, but it is a good one. It takes a silly concept and runs with it, and ends up an enjoyable diversion. The characters are simple. The plot predictable. The creativity is above average and the integration of classic video game logic even works most of the time.

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The Legend of Al’s Plumbing (short fiction)

Divine Misfortune


Al recognized Cloacina’s work. The overflowing toilet, the dripping faucets, the rattling shower head, he’d seen it all before. Too many times.

“You should’ve called me earlier,” he said.

Steve, the homeowner, said, “I called several other services, but most wouldn’t come once they found out about the goddess.”
The gods might have grown more civilized over the centuries, but wise mortals still feared to tread in their domains. Al, however, stepped into the stagnant water of the broken bathroom.

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All the Worlds (short fiction)

Miranda stood before the door. She didn’t knock but she thought about it. She’d been thinking about it for weeks. Now that she was here, she wasn’t sure she could. She definitely shouldn’t, but if she walked away now all those years toiling away would’ve been meaningless.

Now, here she was. Standing in front of a door. Lacking either the will to knock or walk away.

The door opened. Herself, or a version of herself, stood on the other side of the threshold.

“Oh, hello,” said Miranda2 of this alternate universe.

Miranda stammered. She must’ve made a mistake in the calculations somewhere.

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