Originally published in Mad Scientist Journal: Spring 2018
Fimbulvetr Industries, DA, LLC, GbR, MChJ, seeks an engineer (Mechanical/Electrical/Eldritch) with ambiguous morals and questionable sanity. Daily responsibilities include the design, fabrication, and implementation of various devices and mechanisms with the potential to winnow the Earth, shatter the bonds of society, and potentially disrupt the very fabrics of reality. This position is intended to move Fimbulvetr Industries from a mad-science-based apocalyptic conglomerate far too concerned with maintaining control groups safe from the cleansing fires it seeks to unleash upon humanity, to a practical operation whereby none are spared. Pay is negotiable (based on experience), but primary compensation includes seeing the devices you labor upon scourge the Earth and the satisfaction of a job well done. Excellent health, dental, and vision included! Pension available (though unlikely to be necessary pending operational success). Fimbulvetr Industries, DA, LLC, GbR, MChJ, is a Norwegian general partnership, registered as a limited liability company in Delaware, USA, operating through a German partnership in conjunction with laws governing Uzbekistani limited liability companies. Its mission is to efficiently usher in an epoch of destruction heretofore unseen by human eyes. Now LEED certified!
Here’s a cool thing I didn’t really expect to have happen to me when I started typing about a hellbeast who doesn’t fit in at the office where he works: “The Howler on the Sales Floor” or “Ulguja müügiosakonnas” was translated into Estonian and is up now in Algernon.
Thank you to Kudrun Tamm for the translation, and to Kristjan Sander for ushering my story from slush to publication.
Drabble-length-fiction editor extraordinaire, Eric Fomley, put out a call for drabbles with a time travel theme. Having found a home for two drabbles in Drabbledark, a previous anthology edited by Fomley, I figured I’d throw my hat in the ring.
My story, “Food as Faith” imagines a person using a time machine for an unorthodox purpose, to catch a restaurant that closed before he had a chance to eat there.
Here it is, and if you like it maybe check it out, there are 97 drabbles like it:
Food as Faith
They should not have given me access to the time machine.
In 2017, a member of an isolated religious order opened a pop up restaurant in New York City. It lasted for one night, and one night only. To a person, everyone described it as transcendent, life-changing, divine. I missed it.
While everyone argued over how to use it — prevent a war? Kill a dictator? Visit lost wonders of the world? Seek out the origins of world religions? — I made my move.
With a watering mouth and growling stomach, I skipped backward in time on my own personal gastronomic pilgrimage.
This past weekend was Worldcon 76, and Jeremy A. TeGrotenhuis was in attendance. Not sure how it happened, but he got tapped to do a brief AMA about Writers of the Future. By the magic of the internet and in a very last minute sort of way, Vida Cruz and I (both winners from Vol. 34 along with Jeremy) joined him on the AMA.
If you’re at all interested, check it out.
We each discuss our writing style, process, influences, short stories vs novels and novellas, the post-WotF experience, and even touch on some of the recent discussion surrounding the contest that has cropped up of late.
I have two 100 word long stories (drabbles), “Dark Goddess” and “The Thirst For War” in Drabbledark: An Anthology of Dark Drabbles. Drabbles are stories of exactly 100 words, and there are 101 in the anthology.
The first of my stories, “Dark Goddess” imagines the pull of… something… that might cause a person to turn their back on friends, family, and loved ones, regardless of the cost.
The second, “The Thirst For War” imagines the God of Death reacting to the Treaty of Versailles.
Drabbles are quick (obviously) and ideally thought provoking, relying on evoking the reader to fill in the implications raised.