by Jim Stitzel | Feb 25, 2017 | Stories
Grey mist sails past his face, and it is enough to shake him from his reverie. His mind is sluggish, slow, as though he is awakening from a dream. Perhaps he is, but then he has woken into a nightmare. He looks down at his hands, outstretched before him, palms up. His...
by Jim Stitzel | Feb 16, 2017 | Stories
You’ve heard the expression, “Everywhere you go, there you are.” Well, I’ve got a variation for you. “Everywhere I go, there you are.” Frankly, I’m getting tired of it. At first I thought it was just me. You know, how you see...
by Jim Stitzel | Feb 14, 2017 | General
For the last three or four weeks, I’ve been coding away feverishly. This, by itself, is notable. I haven’t had the energy or the mental focus to work on any project like this for so long in a very long time. It’s been exciting and fulfilling to...
by Jim Stitzel | Feb 14, 2017 | Stories
“Anything?” Bantu asked. “Gimme a sec,” replied Shari. With a gloved hand she reached into the mist hovering before her, dipping a small test tube into it and filling it as best she could. With the other hand she stoppered it before withdrawing...
by Jim Stitzel | Feb 7, 2017 | General
I broke, Shattered into a thousand little pieces. And the world broke with me, And around me. Or at least so it seemed. I remained broken for a time, Fragments of myself lying all about, The quiet after a great trauma. But after a time, And little by little, I began...
