Posts Tagged ‘Earth’
Jun
Nature
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
NATURE SUBMISSION:
I watch the red cardinal swoop from tree to tree and chirp in unison with the other birds while flapping its wings. The air is crisp and the sun abundant. The breeze gives a slight chill, so I wrap a scarf around my neck and continue planting.
The sun begins to fade, and the birds disappear into the sky. I wipe my forehead and remove the gardening gloves.
As I sit with my feet up sipping a cold glass of water, I say a silent prayer that the pandemic ends, and we are free as the birds flying this earth.
From Guest Contributor Lisa Scuderi-Burkimsher
Apr
Wars Have Been Started Over Less
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
When we first encountered the Alavariuum, great expectations immediately spread across Earth. Not only were they a technologically-advanced extraterrestrial race from a thirteen-planet civilization 23 light years away, but they were friendly and offering to help us expand beyond our martian colonies.
Lately, many of the negotiators have admitted their enthusiasm is dampened. While still congenial, most of the committees and protocol meetings have become bogged down in naming conventions. The Alavariuum insist that every significant planet and star be referred to using their complicated symbology, and we’ll be damned if we’ll let anyone tell us what to call Earth.
Apr
Stuck In A Cabin With You
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
HISTORICAL FICTION ENTRY:
Pete stared out the window, surprised at his boredom. ‘Cabin fever’ was becoming a thing. Alan and Dick each had areas staked out, and Pete felt like any incursion on his part might lead to an argument.
All he could see outside were stars. The moon would come into view in a few minutes, but that brought its own set of painful thoughts.
The quarantine order had come several days ago. John signed off saying, “You’re safer there than back home.”
Apollo 12 was stuck in lunar orbit with a mysterious pandemic spreading on Earth. Pete did not feel safe.
From Guest Contributor Emma Sparks
Feb
Numbers
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Josh always watched the lottery alone, his door locked to keep out his roommates. He’d been playing the same number for ten years, and after writing down Saturday’s numbers, he checked his ticket against them ten times. He had thought if the moment ever came he’d scream, maybe dance. Now he sat holding his winning ticket, terrified.
$825,000,000.
What on earth would he do with that? And what about when his family and friends came for him? Could he trust anyone any more?
He quickly endorsed the back of the ticket and quietly checked the Internet for tickets to Australia.
From Guest Contributor Ran Walker
Ran is the author of 18 books. He teaches creative writing at Hampton University in Virginia. He can be reached via his website, www.ranwalker.com.
Oct
The Three Brigits
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Brigit, Irish Goddess of Poetry, sits at the feet of her Mother of Plenty.
She calls to her sisters, Brigit of Medicine and Brigit of Smithcraft. They watch as humans emerge on Earth.
Brigit of inspiration says to them, “Humans are evolving, so I’ve blessed them with verse. What gifts do you bestow?”
Brigit of healing says, “I share my curiosity so they explore their world and themselves.”
Brigit of the forge answers, “I share my love of craft, the shaping of earthly elements.”
Mother says, “I pray they find peace and joy in our plentiful gifts before destroying them.”
From Guest Contributor Soma Datta (@somaxdatta)
Jun
The Walkers
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
We have walked about 30,000 miles together. That’s more than once around the circumference of the earth. On clear mornings a sliver moon greets us. Autumn brings magic. From summer’s green comes a cacophony of color. Winter evenings are deeply dark. Light the torch to check the footing.
“Hey, you’re the walkers.” Our neighbors cheer. “Are you married?”
“Almost forty-five years…to each other. We’ve had many stumbles, a few un-calamitous falls but always get back up.”
“So what do you talk about?” A few have asked this. We communicate in silence. Each small step a giant leap for matrimony.
From Guest Contributor Sam Brody
May
The Landing
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Andy hears a strange hum. He walks up the hill. At the bottom he sees a flying saucer spinning.
The saucer shows signs of corrosion, dents and dings dot the worn skin. Dirt and grime blemish its surface.
Andy thinks the damaged craft is landing. Too his surprise the vehicle starts spinning faster and gains altitude. In seconds the ship is above him, then gone.
Andy didn’t know they landed three years ago. Moments before Andy arrives the saucer had emerged from the ground. After spending all that time under the earths’ crust exploring and meeting the inhabitants they leave.
From Guest Contributor Denny E. Marshall
Apr
The Great Screen
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
Hiro couldn’t stand it. Every day, the same routine of work, eat and sleep gnawed at his core like a termite. So one day, he lay down, refusing to work.
Though he eventually starved, news of his acquiescence spread throughout his country. Hiro’s fellow humans followed suit across the globe until soon, the entire species rejected the daily grind.
Without such toil, the collective energy – generated from human labor that had for eons fueled the great screen obscuring the viewing capacity of even the most powerful telescopes – dissipated.
Suddenly revealed, the entities beyond abandoned their observation of Earth.
From Guest Contributor S.F. Katz
Feb
Change
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
On the working class tube filled with out-of-work laborers, gangs and students, Reyva hugged her backpack on her lap and gazed at the ads above her head.
“Change your Life! Travel with Distant Horizons!”
She ditched her unfinished schoolwork and went.
At Distant Horizons, she lied about her age. She wasn’t afraid to make adult choices.
They strapped her to a table. Fear gripped her, but they stripped it away. Gave her a new body, a new purpose.
Within the storms of Thacyline, she rode the winds on golden wings and avoided looking towards Earth.
She could never go back.
From Guest Contributor Tyrean Martinson
Nov
As You Wish
by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
There’s a man on the television in an outdated suit. He is talking to a famous interviewer I have always liked. The words on the screen read: William Goldman — Author, The Princess Bride.
This is not the truth. I know this for a fact because I have read The Princess Bride. It was not written by a man. It was bequeathed to us fully formed by Prometheus, who stole it from the heavens.
There is one thing the man says that I agree with in addition to his mustache. “The easiest thing to do on Earth is not to write.”