The area affected by the anomaly was too large to cordon completely, but warning signs had been hammered into the ground at regular intervals, and a barbed-wire fence surrounded the most dangerous areas, including the […]
Author: R W
Rick Wayne is a cretinous mass who's dissected a cadaver, climbed the Great Wall, jumped from an airplane, designed sampling systems, swam naked in the Mediterranean, and felt the blast of a terrorist's bomb, although not in that order. When he's not vomiting words, he's planning his next adventure.
He can be found at RickWayne.com.
(Sunday Thought) The Hard Thing
Dear aspiring novelist, Thank you for your letter. I don’t wish to offend. But I’ve been asked that question before, and I’ve learned something like the following is the best advice I can give. It […]
(Fiction) The Attic
Quinn was waiting in the hotel lobby when Nio stepped from the elevator in her high-collared coat. It was crowded on the main floor. People milled or sat idly in chairs. Several had their laptops […]
(Art) The Ultra-Real Spaceships of Paul Pepera
There’s not much you can say about the spaceships of digital artist Paul Pepera that does them justice. His NASA-inspired images of space travel in the 22nd century border on the real, partially because of […]
(Fiction) Cages
The tea kept falling. The peg that held the shelf was loose, and every time it slipped, the canister of tea would hit the floor and spread its contents over the soft wood. It happened […]
(Art) The Sins of Yin Zhe
Chinese artist Yin Zhe, AKA Midnight-98, has created a series of nightmares, or what we might call demons manifesting various sins and weaknesses. Some of the designs are particularly apt. Prejudice burns with righteous fire. […]
(Sunday Thought) The New World
Imagine you are good at chess. You have played it since you were a kid, and although you’re not going to win any grand championships, you have competed successfully before. Now imagine they change chess. […]
(Fiction) The Prestidigitator
When Ten Dollars was twelve, he went to see the Prestidigitator for the first time. His mother put him in the front seat of a Dodge Dart with no seatbelts and put his little brother […]
(Update) I’ve Got MOAR Big Balls
Several weeks ago, I shared a massive dump of what I call big balls, which seems to be a recent trend in fantastic art, and I speculated why that might be. Well, the trend does […]
