"Walk on Distant Worlds"
When I was little I always used to write science fiction stories.
I read a lot of science fiction, of course. Fantasy too, but there was something deliciously plausible about science fiction. It wasn’t completely out of the question that some day we’d have robotic companions, or exciting laser gun fights, or walk on distant worlds. Science fiction was an exciting jaunt as a kid with few enough adventures of my own.
Now that I’m an adult—somewhat, anyway—I’m finding my stories are more focused on people. No—that’s not it. That might be true, but it’s more that I’m focused on…
Movie Review: Pulp Fiction
I saw Quentin Tarantino’s Pulp Fiction for the first time last weekend, in the very nice venue of the Castro Theatre. Pulp Fiction is basically a usual slice-of-life movie with many short stories in it, except that the main characters are mid-level Los Angeles mobsters.
Pulp Fiction is the second Tarantino movie I’ve seen, the first being Kill Bill: Volume 1. Like Kill Bill, Pulp Fiction is fairly graphic and violent, although it’s a bit less of a spectacle (no real fight scenes). Instead, Pulp Fiction’s energy level is all over the map, from a tense standoff to…
"Years Later"
Justin fiddled with his collar, which was refusing to lie straight, then dropped his hand when he realized what he was doing. There was no one else in the elevator, but still he clenched his hands and grimaced. Stop fidgeting. You look like a first-time shoplifter, his roommate’s voice echoed in his head.
It’s just a job fair, he told himself. You’re not trying to impress people—well, you are trying to impress people, but not like that. It doesn’t mean you’re a failure as an engineer, or anything.
You’re an adult now. Act like it.
The bell dinged and the…