Category: Short fiction
The Brigadoon Effect: A Short Day In The Walk : a story by: GF Willmetts
‘What do you mean I’m not complete? You got the virus out of me, didn’t you?’ ‘Of course, Bobby. However, it was also entangled with certain access points related to your ability to program and some other codes. You simply aren’t complete as you were.’ I didn’t feel any different but that didn’t mean anything. […]
The Brigadoon Effect: A Day In The Night: a story by: GF Willmetts.
The alarm work me early. Set to wake up before all the others on this level. I liked some calmness before everyone else woke, continuing their lives from yesterday. Not really knowing how long they’d all been asleep. We called it the Brigadoon Effect. With so many personalities in the mainframe, we realised it wasn’t […]
A Demonstration Of Practical Armageddon : a Moppi story by; GF Willmetts
Given the choice between them being nice or being tortured, I’d go for being nice every time. At least, I could say no over a meal and a drink. I moved gently, trying to avoid groaning and pleasing the camera in the corner watching me. Let them think I was a lot tougher than I […]
A Pocketful Of Time: a short story, by GF Willmetts.
I never totally believed the letter when it was delivered. The device yes. An inventive gadget that could latch onto neutrinos and create a field that would make time travel possible. I tried it out and it worked. It could only let me put a hand into the future, grope around enough to pull back […]
A Thought In The Write Place: a short story by: GF Willmetts.
I’m one for gadgets. If it’s new, then I want to buy and try it. Hey, in my other life I was a journalist. It’s what we do. This sort of thing becomes a way of life because I wrote about it. Who wouldn’t want a telepathic word processing computer? No typing, just think the […]
The Animal Of My Animal… a short story by: GF Willmetts.
It should never have happened but it did. I mean, why arm animals? Back in the old days, you go out with a gun and bag an animal. Sometimes for food. Sometimes for its pelt or other parts that you could sell for a profit. Some just killed for trophies or a bag list. The […]
Out Of The Hutch And Into The Fire: a Psi-Kicks story by: GF Willmetts.
Scobie looked at herself in the shop window. Still a rabbit, even after a second trip in a shape-changing time machine. She played with her ears before picking at one of her teeth and a tiny claw. She looked cute. ‘Sheeesh! You a rabbit.’ Scobie turned around and looked seeing no one and then looked […]
Mind Games or Scobie In WonderMirrorOzland : a Psi-Kicks story by: GF Willmetts
A road of gold. A city of verdigris. A nearby forest. Flanolla Scobie thought she was in Wonderland and looked around for the white rabbit. At least she thought it was that rabbit. It could even be a talking lion who could turn biped. Why did he never trip up on his tail? So much […]
The Problem With Fantasy: an article and story by GF Willmetts.
I might have mentioned in passing over the years that I don’t particularly like fantasy, mostly because it’s so easy to cheat and not explain how things are the way they are. Any fantasy novel or even other media source that can explain its reality in a satisfactory way rather than rely on ‘magic’ and […]
Chaos Practice: a Psi-Kicks story by: GF Willmetts.
Flanolla Scobie didn’t even bother to look as she crossed the road. She also ignored the chaos of the various horse-driven traffic behind her as they shunted to a halt. She was focused on one individual. She had only listened in to the telepathic traffic discussing which famous person she had to pursue. The chat […]
