J. Dack's published ficlets
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Couch Potato
“You have got to get off your butt and do something productive for a change!”
I could tell she was angry. The shouting was m…
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You'll see
It’s strange, growing up in a society who’s only form of technological innovation is finding ways to build bigger guns that c…
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True Story
We were leaning against my car in the parking lot of a Burger King, smoking cigarettes and waiting for the girls to finish th…
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Manufacturing a Message
There is a lot of chatter on the infowave tonight, as I sit on my Italian sofa watching my Nipponese television and sipping J…
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But I'm not the only one
“Some day, I’m going to found an underground colony on the moon,” Dane said.
I stirred my oatmeal in a repeating circular pa…
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Don't forget the Shuriken
“Ninjas.”
“Ninjas?”
She was looking at me like a second head had just grown out of my neck.
“Yeah, Ninjas,” I said.
“You …
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Vapor Fish pt. 4
“This purse must have cost more than our boat!”
I ran my fingers over my mouth, thoughtful.
“She probably found it. Maybe s…
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Vapor Fish pt. 3
A Federal Relief Chip. A few inches of translucent plastic with a microchip in the center. The government issued these to poo…
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Vapor Fish pt. 2
The wooden slats of the dock groaned and creeked under my boots as I walked toward the bathroom, as if to say: “you sir, are …
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Vapor Fish
Laressa’s beady little brown eyes glared at me through the nicotine-tinted lenses of the stupid pink goggles she was wearing….
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