I look into the mirror wishing I could shower. My raven hair glistens with the days of accumulated oil. It’s razor straight, so a messy bun won’t do much to hide it. Instead, I tie most of it into a…
Greed of the Masses
Author: W.A. McDonald
Born From Legend
I was born from legend, it was not my actions that created such a legend. My role in this life is quite simple really, I hunt. Not just any living creatures. No, my pray is of a very specific sub…
Missed Opportunites
Hers was a long journey. I watched as her archaic liquid rockets accelerated her primitive craft to escape velocity. The use of multiple stages to get her spacecraft up to escape velocity and their continued use that accelerated her to…
Blind Faith
A shadow of my features looks back at me from my tablet.Colors are vague, my eyes showing more as a light gray, than their sky blue. Myblonde hair, looking light brown. I note the line of my strong jaw, mediumsized…
Fake Heroes
Another one of these huh? These come across the news feeds every now and again, and Icannot help but wonder why the fuss. Another death of something they like tocall celebrities. Let me see, the star of some show that…
Long Cold Winter
I look out through the smart glass, taking in the vast expanses of snow that blankets the world around me. I hear the wind as it caresses the smooth parts of my enviroarmor, and rattles any lose baubles. I check…
God’s Wall
Scared to Dream
You know what I really want to do for a living, besides write novels (help a guy out, buy my book)? I would love to create and build. I am not talking about scarfs, kitchen cabinets, or colored lug nut…
I Am Man
Being a man is a proud thing. To me, masculinity is more than hair on your face, or big muscles, or having an object on your arm for other men to admire, but you do not respect.
Serial Fiction
A long time ago, to feed my reading habit, I often checked out books at the library. It was there that I discovered many of the favorite books of my youth. One of those authors was Michael Moorcock. Another was…