Archive for February, 2013

28Feb

Wonder

What am I reading now? Actually, I’m
suffering book starvation as I proof read
my own work for my free eBook series. The
works of others are piling up around me.
My latest MicroNovel is short enough to
beat the queue, though.

WONDER
an Adventure MicroNovel
by
‘X’
***

Ch 1. When the secret was stolen the Mandarins wondered who it was. Panic hit the heart of Conspiracy & it was no wonder I was called in.

Ch 2. I was with Wonder at the time, having a wonderful time, but it would be good to be in action again. The order had come from the Top.

Ch 3. Mandarins, you see, answered to Politicos, who answered to Fat Cats, who answered to God – at least, that’s what they called the voice.

Ch 4. I investigated. A man in shadow, they all knew me, tailed me; the Fleming Effect. But I tailed them as they tailed me. We all got dizzy.

Ch 5. ‘Twas a Boy’s Own adventure for men who will be boys; & there was only one answer. To protect the secret I had to kill them all …

Ch 6. … & they had to try to kill me. Wonder came with me – there’s no story without a beautiful girl; & an assault rifle under my jacket.

Ch 7. I turned over every stone looking for the secret. All I got were words. I had to play them at their own game & the clues were cryptic.

Ch 8. Turning point came with a firefight. I killed 100s – ah, the beauty of the game; a ballet of blood, opera of screams; Dante’s Inferno.

Ch 9. I was cornered; sent Wonder as a diversion. They killed her. Another arrived. ‘Are you Wonder?’ ‘If you like.’ She had a wonderful tail.

Ch 10. We escaped in a fast car; swapped for a speed boat; hid in a sub; stole a plane, hijacked Branson’s orbiter – slingshot round the Moon.

Ch 11. Then only the spy. Predictably it was ‘Y’, ‘cos a question follows ‘X’. I led him down a twisty road. Smoke confused & mirrors dazzled.

Ch 12. It was done, the secret safe – ’til Wonder held up a gun. I’d wondered if she’d had a twist in her tail. Smiling, I disarmed her.

Ch 13. I reported to Mandarin. The secret was safe. Yet I couldn’t help but wonder what it was. Mandarin smiled. ‘Does it matter,’ he said.

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27Feb

Dystopian Elections

Polly Ticks says … Cardinal O’Brien & ex-Lib Dem Exec in ‘allegation’ scandals? Conclave & by-election looming? Is it all about timing? Politics Salem style?
My Politics page

Dr Illya Ness says … Over 50% of Brits could live to 100, but services not prepared. Don’t worry, it will equalise as modern lifestyle, obesity, etc, kicks in.
My Illness page

Guru Tony says … New meat labelling needed following horse meat scandal. Go back to basics. New branding needed for the equine: ‘This is a horse.’
My Economics page

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THE CRIME POST
My Writing Tips

The only drink here
I know it’s poison but choice
Thirst or suicide?
***
THE BOOK: Society was naughty again.
Most went pale at the symbolic book burning.
Others were enlivened. It would take years
to douse the revolution. Indeed, another book.
***
In the last second
I felt the breeze on my hair
As the hangman smiled

She used to have hopes
Now so much had been taken
Crime steals our dreams, too

PHILIP OSOPHY ALL ALONE: Do you want to be left alone to get on with what you want? Are you fed up of being told what to do? Most of us feel like this, but the world crowds in on us. Yet what would it be like if we could just do what we wanted? Left to our own devices, I suspect we’d only find our desires. And we would soon get bored of those. And the next destructive urge would be just around the corner.
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Techie Without A Clue:
Dystopian nightmares
in 55 Words

ANTI-VIRAL: Just cogs in a machine
society, that’s us. But I had a thought.
Went incognito; told others … Caught,
virus vault my fate.
***
We’re so wired up, his
gravestone said: ‘Password
Invalid.’ He’d starved
to death.
***
LINGO: ‘omg, wtf, imho, roflmao.’ The
Tick Tock men scratched their heads at
the youth. Brilliant, they thought.
Orwellian NewSpeak here.

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24Feb

Transforming Kate

Guru Tony says … China blamed for recent hacking. Could they? Ask a simple question: does YOUR country indulge in industrial espionage? Pot/Kettle/Black.
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Pappa Razzi says … Princess Kate criticised for being too perfect. Of course she is – an image imposed by media, like other celebs. It’s called self protection.
My Media page

Polly Ticks says … Moody’s takes away UK’s Triple A rating for lack of growth and repayment. The Coalition’s reason for existing has gone. Time for an election.
My Economics page

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FUTURE ZONE
My Writing Tips

Eradicate germs
Scientist’s dream come true, but …
Bodies fell apart
***
XEROPHYTE: ‘Twas a Zero Fight Zone
but we did. She’d taken my seat. Tick
Tock Men came; made us stand, still,
in this dry, barrren society. Irony.

A transformation
Cosmos just keeps expanding
‘Twas quite a big bang

PHILIP OSOPHY ON TIME: The future hasn’t happened yet. We know that. We know it because we live in the present. But of course, in reading it, this sentence has now become the past. As for the next sentence, it’s in your future, but I already know what it says, so has a little of the future entered your present? I raise this point for an important reason. We think of the future as divorced from the present, but the reality is, its seed is sown now. If we realized this, the future could well be a better place.
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MONDAY: Govt bans crime, poverty &
Mondays. People cheer. On Monday the big,
deep sleep. When they wake up, they don’t
notice so many people gone.
***
CONFUSION: When the aliens began
abductions they knew they’d have to
confuse man with images so the program
wouldn’t seem strange. They sent
Special Agent Dali.


Blogger Bard says:
Giant of a man!
Lily put him on a ship
Gullible Travels
***
CRY: I cry when I’m alone. I’m the
wail of the author; hopes of a stagnant
society; thirst of the reader. Sometimes
you need me. I am a thought.

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21Feb

Confessions

Being an ME/cfs sufferer I am virtually
housebound for long periods so a library
is not an option. To compensate, I’ve
created my own library at home. Talking
of creating, this MicroNovel is very
different. I THINK it works.

CONFESSIONS
A PsychoSoap MicroNovel
by
Blogger Bard
***

Ch 1. Should I confess? Should we all? I’m Greed; wanted it all. My girl, Desire, was too narrow-minded. Money was good, too, so I left her.

Ch 2. People aim for wealth, celebrity. Forget it should come with talent. Ego had it so I took it. Yet he consumed me. It was a potent mix.

Ch 3. For a while I had Joy, but I confess I ruined it. When we split she felt Sad; which was the start of a great couple. But I had problems.

Ch 4. I’d upset too many & Vengeance was stalking me. I went to Desire for help but she’d moved in with Joy & Sad, who was slowly dissolving.

Ch 5. Desire was such a cheat. Joy really knew herself now. Yet as they walked they avoided the big ‘L’ in the lake – hadn’t to fall in Love.

Ch 6. Meanwhile Sad clung to me. I’d thrown away Joy & Desire for wealth, with Vengeance on my tail. Ego ran off, then. Confidence is a con.

Ch 7. I had to survive to succeed. I confess I tricked Vengeance – set him up with Desire. Both fanatics, it was a stormy time. Ended bad.

Ch 8. You see, Vengeance was never alone. He worked with Hate & soon Hate turned on everyone who was touched by Desire. Emotions ran wild.

Ch 9. After that, no one had Desire – too much Fear – & she seemed to die. Which left it all in my grasp! Greed was out! What I’d Desired.

Ch 10. But more than that, Sad left me. She went back to Joy, permanently, but Joy was never the same. Sad infected everyone she touches.

Ch 11. When Hate crept up on me, I’m not sure. He’d killed off Desire but he wore my face. I realised Greed can never survive, untouched.

Ch 12. So this is my confession – good for Soul. Greed eased, we all came together in the cerebral bedsit & lived happily ever after.

Ch 13. Except … that’s when Ego came back. I was passing big ‘L’ & fell in Love with my image. Oh, & Joy & Sad adopted. A boy. Bi-Polar.

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20Feb

Shimmering Skies

Guru Tony says … Tory MP says gay couples cannot raise children. It’s an opinion I disagree with, but what an outcry! Do we have freedom of speech or not?
My Media page

Prof Isaac Galistein says … The meteor explosion over Russia was rare, but a ‘coincidence’ coming with the asteroid near-miss? Science doesn’t believe in coincidence.
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Dr Illya Ness says … Doctors in UK want 20% on soft drinks to combat obesity. What is this totalitarian urge to use economy to social engineer habit. Terrible!
My Illness page

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Shimmers in the mind
Transformation of light turns
Doubt to certainty
***
VALIDATE: It blocked his path. He
pondered long. Finally, the thinker
heaved the stumbling block out of the
way. His idea was valid at last.

No stripes on my flag
It’s just a close friend called Jack
I earn stripes in life

PHILIP OSOPHY ON MIND MODELS: I play with mind models. I construct ideas in my head and see how the world would operate if they were true. It is not belief, for at heart I accept that the only truth is there isn’t one. Rather I use reason. It is a discipline that is dying in the modern world. Things either have to be due to belief or science provable by data. It leaves a conflicting gulf where mind models should be.
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Alternative plan
Save planet! Let nature thrive
Time to evict man?

GREEN SCENE
In 55 Words

WIND: Parasites! They itch my skin.
They give me wind. A big one coming!
Climate change, or what!!? That’ll get
’em. I’m no longer THEIR Mother!
***
THREE SPIRITS: The Past: Nature
spirits kept man in check. The Present:
They weep. The Future: Lonely with no
man. Moral: Don’t be Marley. Wear your
umbilical chain to Mother Earth now.

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17Feb

Frankenstein Politics

Polly Ticks says … Lib Dems rebel over Tory press reforms. They rebel a little a lot in the UK Coalition. Rebel properly you wimps & end this undemocratic farce.
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Polly Ticks says … Brit Labour leader’s pitch for election: living standards are key. Lame. They don’t want to win ’til crisis over. Then his bro Dave will be back.
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Polly Ticks says … UK Govt plans to make it easy to snatch journalists’ material. Do any politicians remember how many died for the freedoms they’re dismantling?
My Freedom page

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READ WITH MUMMY
My Writing Tips

Poor Frankenstein
Thought monster but was man, and …
Sci Fi not Horror
***
JUDGEMENT: He got into the spirit &
played with his dog. He’d made the judgement.
It was good therapy. The psychic brought it
from doggie heaven often.
***
Damn fortune teller
Talked a lot about fortune
Millionaires DO brag

Fears wove from dreams
Embroider reality
Horror manifest

PHILIP OSOPHY ON LEADERS: Don’t we just love our leaders! Well, in most cases, no. We live in a world where we vote for them and we still can’t get it right. Why is that? Maybe it’s to do with the calibre of people who go forward for leadership. They all seem to think they know what’s good for us. This is what leadership should NOT be about. It should be about asking what is needed, and then trying to provide it. A leader should facilitate, not dominate.
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Blogger Bard says:

HOWLING: He’d crashed the car thru the
gate decades ago but still howled as he
haunted. Now even the people in the house
were dead, the trees bare. All spirits –
playthings to the breeze.
***
FEY PEOPLE: ‘It was so much easier when
the fairies came. Took you to a strange
place. Left a changeling,’ said the
alien abductee. ‘And people believed.’
***
MY LIFE: In my life there is music;
i play what others like, but i prefer
The Beatles; even songs never written.
Ah, to be the Pod haunted by John.

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14Feb

Scents

What do I love about reading? Well,
unlike a movie, words are inefficient –
which is the point. A film does the work
for you so you don’t have to think.
Reading is an interaction between writer
& reader, with the reader using mind to
create FROM the words. But what will
you make of THIS MicroNovel?

SCENTS
A Ghostie MicroNovel
by
Harry Fang
***

Ch 1. The killer smothered the man to death. It was done in the shadows, but the boy saw? Conjecture. Sensed. But the killer saw the boy.

Ch 2. The boy sat among the graves. He had no fear of them. Mostly he kept his eyes shut. Bad world. Yet here, he loved the scents of death.

Ch 3. They say: deprive one sense another compensates. But he hated the scent of the killer. He put it with his parent’s death; his leukaemia.

Ch 4. The killer saw the problem. The sad boy who wouldn’t open his eyes & smelt things. He’d seen him often. What if he caught HIS scent?

Ch 5. After a while the occupants of the graves danced for the boy. Scents mingled & produced images in his mind. He hated his bald head.

Ch 6. A pathetic life. Since losing his parents, home after home, each with a different scent. Then of hospital, & leukaemia smelled rotten!

Ch 7. When he left the graves the ghosts went too. Nothing could beat the scent of love. It was good; but what was the evil smell he sensed?

Ch 8. The killer – he KNEW it was. And when he pounced his ghosts were ready. You should have seen the killer flee – scurrying off like that.

Ch 9. It had been a shock for the boy. The shrinks had to drag him from the graves as the ghosts cried – put him in therapy once more.

Ch 10. The boy’s eyes were shut tighter now, as if trying to end life itself. The ghosts tried to help but bounced off a wall of scepticism.

Ch 11. When life gets unbearable we can raise the will to fight or give in. But a child, bald, his eyes shut? Yet the ghosts knew.

Ch 12. And the killer would do better next time. He got rid of all scents. An anticeptic, chemical smell assaulted the boy; crept within him.

Ch 13. The boy sat by the graves. A ghostly hand reached out, & another. He opened his eyes as his hair grew & his parents took him to heaven.

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13Feb

Horsey Spice

Dr Illya Ness says … Horse meat seems to be finding its way into UK food big time. The food system is too big and complicated to guarantee standards any more.
My Economics page

Pappa Razzi says … Benedict – the first pope to survive the Papacy in 600 yrs. Who’ll replace him? He’ll be younger & a PR man. Tarnished image needs work.
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Guru Tony says … North Korea causes earthquake with nuclear test. People are wrong to think of a rogue country here. They should be seeing it as a cult.
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Sugar and spice and
All thing vice; DNA spliced
Human tryst – that’s nice
***
TASTY: Space suits cumbersome, they
rampaged towards the morbid monster.
Another planet for humans to conquer.
Another McCafe. A new delicacy. Yet,
licked lips on both sides.

To capture blue sky
No such thing, but beautiful
Good to see the light
***
The cubes invaded
From Carbohydra they came
We so fat, subdued
***

PHILIP OSOPHY ON LIFE: Life’s a bitch – and I really mean that. Problems mount constantly. That’s why I’ve learnt to be optimistic. You see, problems can be obstacles or opportunities. The latter is best, leading me to plan for the worse and hope for the best. That way, most surprises are good ones. Life IS a bitch. As soon as you realise that, you can enjoy it.
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When the ghosts come out
Not a crisis as in life
All equal in death

THE CRIME POST
In 55 Words

DOUBLE DEATH: The backfire blew his
head off. Didn’t help my finger in the
barrel, either. Yet which was suicide
and which murder?
***
Criminality
How do we know what is good
If we see no bad?
***
ROBBER: Embarrassing being robbed
like that. The cop was caught. I left
jail to testify. Always lock up
before going out robbing.

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10Feb

Stormy Love

Prof Isaac Galistein says … Strategy needed to react to solar superstorms as electronics become everything. There’s an old saying: don’t put all your eggs in one basket.
My Science page

Dr Illya Ness says … Butter is good, marg is gunk, it seems. I DO know a totally healthy diet is bad for you. We still need fats, etc, or we become stick people.
My Illness page

Polly Ticks says … EU agrees £29bn cut? Okay, 1st cut in 56 yrs, but out of £850bn budget? Their self congratulations shows they’re on a different planet.
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CITY HEART: The heart of the city beat
thru the night. The bars, restaurants,
movies, hotels. Music, mood & lovers
pulsed, entwined. Procreation Central.
***
Empathy with all
To love mankind; so good, but …
Isn’t love for close ones?

ZOOM: The cyborg knew something was
missing; just didn’t feel like the fleshy
ones. Soon he saw the road thru life &
zoom! Met Dorothy, his guide.

PHILIP OSOPHY ON LOVE: What made us human? Science says the evolving of a pelvis that allowed us to walk erect, leaving the hand free to develop manual dexterity, and the explosion in brain size. We can add another element. The new pelvis made it more comfortable to mate face to face. Intimacy, and then love, was born, freeing us from instinct. Maybe we’re human because of love.
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Blogger Bard says:
Earth, a shining orb
Becomes dull as we pollute
Turning the light out
***
LAST KISS: A quiet cafe. Diners watch
the lovers, passionate as they embrace,
kiss. Yet, she had taken the last
chocolate, and was not giving it back.
***
eKnowledge from net
Encyclopedic content
No room for wisdom

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09Feb

Red Justice

Dr Illya Ness says … Research shows 1 sick person contaminates most of a workplace. So what? If we were never exposed to bugs, we’d all die when we meet one.
My Illness page

Polly Ticks says … Brit Attorney General raises concerns that info on smart phones will degrade trial by jury. If you can’t control the opinion, justice stinks.
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Hatred, he murdered
Philandered, slaughtered – abhorred
Why did he see red?
***
LIFE: ‘Why did I work so hard?’ he
asked, thinking back on his life, ‘life
is just too short.’ He’d had so many
trials, & the executioner agreed.
***
She wore red often
Poor; forced to sell body
Blushes of her shame

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