Here you go folks! We have the prompts for this years WM1K race! The two genres are: CRIME HARD or SOFT SCI-FI The secret word is: BIRTHDAY And finally the Google Trending Topic is: STIMULUS So write a 1,000 word crime story with either hard or soft science fiction… Continue Reading
CHAPTER IX I LEARN THE LANGUAGE As I came back to myself I glanced at Sola, who had witnessed this encounter and I was surprised to note a strange expression upon her usually expressionless countenance. What her thoughts were I did not know, for as yet I had learned but… Continue Reading
CHAPTER XXI. IN OXFORD STREET “In going downstairs the first time I found an unexpected difficulty because I could not see my feet; indeed I stumbled twice, and there was an unaccustomed clumsiness in gripping the bolt. By not looking down, however, I managed to walk on the level passably… Continue Reading
CHAPTER VIII A FAIR CAPTIVE FROM THE SKY The third day after the incubator ceremony we set forth toward home, but scarcely had the head of the procession debouched into the open ground before the city than orders were given for an immediate and hasty return. As though trained for… Continue Reading
CHAPTER XX. AT THE HOUSE IN GREAT PORTLAND STREET For a moment Kemp sat in silence, staring at the back of the headless figure at the window. Then he started, struck by a thought, rose, took the Invisible Man’s arm, and turned him away from the outlook. “You are tired,”… Continue Reading
CHAPTER XIX. CERTAIN FIRST PRINCIPLES “What’s the matter?” asked Kemp, when the Invisible Man admitted him. “Nothing,” was the answer. “But, confound it! The smash?” “Fit of temper,” said the Invisible Man. “Forgot this arm; and it’s sore.” “You’re rather liable to that sort of thing.” “I am.” Kemp walked… Continue Reading
3. The Madness from the Sea. If heaven ever wishes to grant me a boon, it will be a total effacing of the results of a mere chance which fixed my eye on a certain stray piece of shelf-paper. It was nothing on which I would naturally have stumbled in… Continue Reading
CHAPTER XVIII. THE INVISIBLE MAN SLEEPS Exhausted and wounded as the Invisible Man was, he refused to accept Kemp’s word that his freedom should be respected. He examined the two windows of the bedroom, drew up the blinds and opened the sashes, to confirm Kemp’s statement that a retreat by… Continue Reading
“The Night of Power, when Fate stalked through the corridors of the world like a colossus just risen from an age-old throne of granite—” E. Hoffman Price: The Girl from Samarcand Only the age-old silence brooded over the mysterious ruins of Kuthchemes, but Fear was there; Fear quivered in the mind… Continue Reading
CHAPTER XVII. DR. KEMP’S VISITOR Dr. Kemp had continued writing in his study until the shots aroused him. Crack, crack, crack, they came one after the other. “Hullo!” said Dr. Kemp, putting his pen into his mouth again and listening. “Who’s letting off revolvers in Burdock? What are the asses… Continue Reading
