oneoveralpha
Joined July 2009 and calls www.oneoveralpha.com home.
18 stories, 0 challenges, 8 comments, and 19 friends
I write mostly sci-fi and mostly flash fiction, but I dabble in other lengths and genres. You can find me at oneoveralpha.com as well as oneoveralpha.wordpress.com.
Stories
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A Bold Plan for Employment
Washington, D.C. – Representative Sue Casi (I-PA) has introduced a bill to increase employment by firing several thousand Americans. The Decadal Millionaire Adjustment Bill would – once a decade – fire all individuals with a net worth in excess o...
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Omen?
It was his second day of work before Pete looked in his desk drawers. As his new boss explained, “For the past year, the department has been using this desk as another filing cabinet. Next month they’re supposed to come through and give us ...
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As All Bad Ideas ...
“Father, is everything alright?” “Oh, I was just reminiscing how much easier things were in the old days. When I talked to someone back then, they listened. And when they went out and told other people, the other people believed them without ques...
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Late Night Swim
A cold drop of rain fell on Jack’s shoulder. In the dim streetlight, he could see the dark splotch of wet cloth. A few more drops of the storm’s advance guard fell, but none hit him. In the distance a car alarm blared, almost drowning out the surro...
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Tabula Rasa
Is a blank page all that terrible? It means you no harm. It’s a nice clean shield protecting your secrets. But if you ever gave in, to the words fighting to get out, then, in half-an-hour, with the page covered in illegible handwriting and crossed o...
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Until the End
Anne moved the chair over next to her husband George. From her purse she took a thick paperback; bought just over a week before. Putting on her glasses, she read the back cover and shook her head. “I never did see why you read these kinds of stories....
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Stealer of Daylight
Like dragons of old who swallowed the sun, the Gainful Employment Dragon consumes the best part of the day leaving only the fat and gristle. If only drums and firecrackers could scare it away, removing the gloom that settles and suffocates.
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Change for the Better?
“Let me get this straight, you want to preach the word of God …” The young man interrupted with, “Yes, it’s my purpose in life.” “Right. You don’t run a megachurch, do you?” “No.” “TV program?” “No.” “Radio show?” “N...
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Smothered by Pillows
How many poems have come as our eyes close for the night? “I’ll write that tomorrow,” we think. Only next morning the idea is lost amongst the mountainous terrain of crumpled blankets. A dream never to be dreamt again.
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On Another World
In their protective clothing, the twelve most powerful wizards in the world entered the room. The six men and six women took their places around the large, hemispherical craft supported on thin legs. As one they drew their wands and placed the tips on ...
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Ever Onward
“Enjoying your company?” On the balcony Nallog – sharing a bottle of wine with the severed head – turned and glared at his son. “I wished not to be disturbed.” The Prince smiled. “I dislike your presence as much as you dislike mine, but y...
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Simultaneous
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Shield Your Eyes!
“Momma, what’s an atheist?” Billy’s mom nearly dropped her shopping bag. Glaring down at him, she yelled, “Where did you hear that word?” Scared, Billy could just point at the bus driving by. His mom looked up and saw the ad on the side of ...
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To Explore
Jen looked up in the sky to the barren world. “Why do you want to go?” “Because it’s there,” Mike replied with a short laugh. “I’m serious.” “So am I.” Mike took hold of her shoulders. “There’s no telling what we’ll find there...
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Death by Sexbot
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In the Victor's Footsteps
Nallog the Third strode into the cavernous entrance of Saerons Hall. The walls and ceiling were covered in too many paintings to count, but Nallog did not look at them. His armor – which had gleamed in the morning sun – was now dulled with the bloo...
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Kids
“How much longer?” Kazuo looked over at his son and replied, “We’re about halfway, so another hour or so.” Shaking his head he added, “When I was your age – depending on layovers – it could take your gran...
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Perfect Justice
The President stepped up to the podium set up in the Rose Garden. “Good afternoon. “In the month since the tragic death of Justice Dobrev, a great deal of speculation has surrounded who I would nominate to replace her. Would I pick the easy way and...
