[…] this planet alone. (To put things in perspective, it is presently estimated that from the beginning of humankind, Adam and Eve if you like, to the present, somewhere in the neighborhood of 108 billion […]
[…] than the words he had spoken. They were a thing of beauty. Black and pink, a slanted design across the wings. Stefan and Mona dropped their mouths as they took flight. Stefan watched them […]
[…] she asked. “And maybe go into the library and lean on that director to treat them like human beings.” Arne hesitated. Squiring these young women about struck him as an impropriety. He was, in […]
[…] “Yeah, I don’t know why, but it works best when you’re at the same speed as the human heart. Which by hecka cool coincidence is the same beat as ‘Stayin’ Alive’—still a raw song. […]
[…] a ways to go to acclimate fully to his new home; words like “folks” and the single -syllable pronunciation of words like “believe” (“blieve”), and the relentless shaking of hands that was almost competitive […]
[…] the AgriCo–op store. The kangaroo paused, balanced on its tail, and chewed a while. Then a beautiful human child, maybe six months old, pushed its head and upper torso out of the kangaroo’s pouch. […]
[…] I prefer novel writing myself. But chances are that I will be able to recognize a cut -and–pasted novel chapter, and that’s not the form we’re publishing. When it comes to short fiction, however, […]
[…] the stars. When I got married and had sons, I wanted them to see the real beauty, design and completeness of Nature, which God had created. I wanted to be as close to my […]
[…] knows. Not even angels in heaven knows for they can see what I cannot see and a human in agony was born to have it without knowing. . . “And we ain’t yet had […]
[…] Prophet said as he felt the slowly heaving sides of the sea lion beneath his hands. “How human.” “I can’t stand to see el muerte anytime.” Fernando turned his head to watch a wave […]