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I JUST PUBLISHED MY FIRST SHORT STORY
It’s bad.
There — I just published my first short story.
It’s bad. And a bit weird. But as Neil Gaiman once quipped, “Assume you have 1M words inside of you that are rubbish. Get them all out.”
So that’s me. Getting ’em out. You can read the first chapter here or on Wattpad. Let me know what you think.
The engineers at the International Space Station were still peacefully snoring when a bright flash filled the black emptiness, radiating from the station’s many solar panels.
The sight was so bright and powerful, for a second it might have seemed to an attentive observer as if the Sun exploded and turned into a supernova.
But it wasn’t any cosmic activity — not known to humans, at least, not yet. It was the price one pays for instant transportation from the other side of the galaxy. It appeared just for a fraction of a second before disappearing and nobody noticed or paid any attention to it.
Nobody, but one little boy in San Mateo, California.
It happened so, that at that precise moment in time (by Earth standards, anyway), he was lying down on the ground — the grass tickling his neck and legs — and watched the night sky, trying to count as many stars as he could, while slowly drifting to sleep…
