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Lost on Earth (Chapter 1) December 2, 2008

Posted by Rob Diaz in Edited, Publications, Sci-fi/Fantasy, Short Stories.
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Chapter Seven, Fall 2008

Chapter Seven, Fall 2008

Author’s note: Lost on Earth is the result of a collaborative fiction effort for which I wrote the first chapter.  I have included the first chapter here, but to read the rest of the story, please visit http://writeanything.wordpress.com/2008/11/21/chapter-seven-fall-2008-introduction/.  A full index can be found at the end of this chapter to help you get to the next sections.
Thanks for reading!

Bob Price fought violently against the panic he felt welling up within his belly.

What am I going to do now?, he thought as he leaned back against the door and watched her walk to the kitchen, placing the wet umbrella on the floor and the tray of cookies on the table. He closed his eyes and listened to her humming a song he did not know as she went familiarly to the cabinet to pull out plates. Reopening his eyes he saw his car keys hanging on the hook by the door and considered grabbing them and retreating back to the peace and quiet and safety of his office, where he could submerge himself into the piles of data streaming through the SETI project’s satellite systems. But looking at his already cold, bare feet, still wet from having just slogged home through the rain, and hearing the continued pounding of the rain outside his door, he shook his head and slowly walked into the kitchen to be a polite host to his neighbor. (more…)


The Key October 10, 2008

Posted by Rob Diaz in Fiction Friday, Sci-fi/Fantasy, Short Stories, Unedited.

(written for the [Fiction] Friday “Alice tried to remember who had given her the key” prompt)


Alice tried to remember who had given her the key.  (more…)

Glipper and Me September 12, 2008

Posted by Rob Diaz in Fiction Friday, Sci-fi/Fantasy, Short Stories, Unedited.
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(written for the Friday Fiction “Stranger in a Strange Land” prompt)


I remember it now like it was just yesterday, though it was many, many years ago.

“Mom!” I had screamed as loudly as I could while stretching the vowel sound out for as long as possible.  “Glipper the Dripper left slime all over my baseball cards!”

“That’s nice, dear,” answered my mother, disinterestedly.  “Glad you’re having fun with your friend!”  She then returned to her phone call, completely missing the fact that I was in deep agony over my dripping baseball cards.


The Conversation Stealers August 15, 2008

Posted by Rob Diaz in Fiction Friday, Sci-fi/Fantasy, Short Stories, Unedited.

(written for the Friday Fiction “Write about a Stolen Conversation” prompt)


(author’s note about ‘The Conversation Stealers’) 

The idea for this story came to me in a dream (I went to bed thinking about the writing prompt) and got itself fleshed out as I drove to work listening to whatever the drivel was that was emanating from my car’s stereo. It is a science fiction story and a life story about censorship and marriage and war and politics and Big Oil and music and following orders and the importance of communication.  Given time, I would like to expand it and flesh out some of the ideas, but I think it gives a good idea of what I had in mind, given the short amount of time I spent on it.  I hope you enjoy ‘The Conversation Stealers’, here in its raw, unedited form!


Don Franks stood before the court, well dressed in his black, lightly pinstriped suit with a tightly knotted tie around his neck and over a freshly pressed white shirt.  He looked around at the judges, the jury, the audience of interested individuals and media representatives, all of them seated silently in their respective places in the large courtroom, and he smiled.   “Your Honors, the People would like to call S. Jefferson Banteros to the stand.”