Burning Up and Burning Out_Immolation_A Significant Factor_No more PTSD episodes...
Catalog Guide:
Burning Up and Burning Out
Part INora had received many adages in her time. Total strangers, at times, would offer their advice to her. The only one she ever really took heed of was, “Fake it till you make it.” She couldn’t remember who exactly told her that - thought she might have happened upon it on a Tumblr post, or the like. The first time Nora applied this saying was when she had been invited to a competition about artificial intelligence and young women. Her team needed to create a project that involved AI and an issue plaguing her community. The team leader had a lousy idea that ended up consuming most of their ...
Immolation
“What’s that?” asked Aubrey as he looked across the garage of his one-story home in Detroit. His childhood friend, Chris, reached out to what seemed like a pixelated wave, slowly growing in concentric circles. Naomi walked around to see if there was something projecting it, deflecting light, causing some sort of manipulation of their eyes; there wasn’t. As the circle grew bigger, a gloved hand came out of it. Their fourth friend, Shawn, was walking up the driveway and saw what was going on. He stopped in his tracks when he saw the hand appear. In a few seconds, the anomaly grew to about th...
A Significant Factor
We played the game in the park a couple blocks from the neighborhood. The field was ringed with trees, but the trees were far enough away from the playing field itself that they were not a factor in the game. Bryant used to say stupid things like that. It’s not a factor in the game, he would say, or It’s going to be a significant factor in this game, like he was a football broadcaster on TV. It’s a stupid park football game, Miles would say, then shake his head resignedly when Bryant gave him some stemwinder of an explanation as to why the trees, or the rain, or the wet ground, or the te...
No more PTSD episodes...
"Are you coming tonight?" asked Tony. "I will if you want me there, I will come" Brandy nonchalantly said. Tony was hesitant to answer, or else he was fixed on watching the boxing match. Either way, I didn't like being a third wheel. "Tony.......Tony do you want me to come tonight?" Oh I was starting to get annoyed. Why would someone ask you a question, and ignore the answer. Oh that gets me, if he asked me- you be sure that I better answer, if he asked me that question. And Ton doesn't wait around fwww.onedoor.ccor anyone. Well, all that one way street stuff is about to change. I'm not goin...