I wrote a piece for the Encyclopedia show this weekend. The topic was marsupials and originally, I’d planned on writing some mad libs because last week was a crazy week and mad libs are funny and easy to write. Also, audience participation is awesome!
So as I was doing research for my Mad Libs, I discovered marsupial tree frogs, which are a real thing. Zoologically speaking, they aren’t “true” marsupials for a whole lot of reasons that are not the least bit interesting or relevant here.
But having discovered the marsupial tree frog and being fairly certain I would be the only presenter at the show who talked about them (I was right), I decided to scrap my original, easy, idea and instead write a short story about all about a Andean Marsupial Tree Frog named Chloe. And zombies.
And so I did. And here it is. My inspiration was true life nature documentaries. And Andean Marsupial Tree Frogs
I hope you like it!
Two weeks in a row! Go me!
This story started as I was thinking about The Last Jedi, which I really loved, and wondering about the people who really hated it. I mean, I understand not liking it but I think the hatred is pretty extreme. So I set about trying to create the worst movie imaginable. Then my thoughts naturally turned to the consequences of making such a movie.
So here we are. There are no heavy themes addressed here. It’s just a story about the catastrophic results of making a catastrophic movie. Also don’t worry – the picture of Jennifer Lawrence will make sense pretty quickly.
The inspiration for this story began with the cliche opening “It was a dark and stormy night.” While I’m not the first writer to try to come up with something interesting to do with that sentence I can say that I am, for a brief period of time, the most recent.
Because the line is a well worn cliche, I chose to use a character I created for a radio play about three years ago. Rick Dickerson, cliche private eye, seemed like the best character to deal with the most cliche opening line ever.
The result is a short piece that is, I hope, pretty silly.
I’ll be reading this story live during the pre-show to Power Point Karaoke on Friday, April 14th. If you are in the area, you should come and watch! Two other writers will be presenting stories as well!
As always, you are free to comment and share!
This week’s short story is a weird one.
A few weeks ago, I wrote this story to be presented as part of a show called The Encyclopedia show. Performers are asked to come up with a presentation on a specific topic and it is always interesting to see the variety of work the topics inspire.
The topic for this show was Juliette Gordon Low, the founder of the Girl Scouts. I assumed (correctly), that most everyone was going to talk about the Girl Scouts in some way shape or form. So I opted out of that concept.
Instead, I decided to write about her youth, when she was known simply as Juliette Gordon. Further, I decided to write about her youth in post Civil War Georgia as if she was the protagonist in an Encyclopedia Brown story. I can’t ever be certain if anyone in the audience completely understood what I was going for that evening.
Anyway, here is a story about a little girl in post Civil War Georgia who helps her father solve crimes. Or rather…well, you’ll see.
I was on an airplane when I started writing this next story. That might give some indication of my inspiration for what followed. I was also thinking about how I’d like to write a fantasy story because I’ve not written one of those in some time.
So I hit on this, which takes a rather strange and wacky turn in the middle. Right now, I feel like I need to re-work the opening and turn it into a radio script for CONvergence this year.
I hope this one makes you smile a little. As always, I appreciate anyone who takes the time to read my story and definitely anyone who choses to share and/or comment!
This week’s story is a more humorous piece that grew out of a character name. I came up with the name Ambassador Krellnik, which sounded vaguely alien. From there, I built a story about Krellnik, who, I presumed, was rather boring.
Most of my science fiction is strongly rooted in some hard science principles. Like the idea it takes a really long time to traverse interstellar distances. Here, I dropped all of that because science fiction can be exactly that – fiction. Laws of physics need not apply. And when I’m trying to write something that is more comic, I find breaking the laws of physics slightly more acceptable.
As always, if you enjoy what I’ve written, please feel free to share, comment, critique, or do nothing! It’s all good!
This week is actually a non fiction comedy piece I wrote for a political show last week. The piece was supposed to be about third-party politics and I didn’t want to bash third parties even though I’m not voting third-party this year.
I came up with this piece which was, surprisingly for me, not particularly partisan one way or the other. Instead, it is about one of my greatest pet peeves about American politics and America in general.
It’s fairly silly. I hope it makes you laugh or at least it doesn’t make you cry.