Delicacies

A selection from Moon Garden Copyright © 2019 Patrick Walts All Rights Reserved “Humans.”  Gax wrinkled his proboscis in disgust.  “Always traipsing about the galaxy with such reckless abandon, doing as they please without repercussion.” Kanak gurgled his agreement, his antennae twitching in annoyance. “They won’t stop until they’ve polluted the entire universe,” Gax continued.  “Do you know what they call it when they colonize … Continue reading Delicacies

D.U.S.T. to DUST

Thirty years I worked at that plant. Which one, you ask? Don’t worry about it. It’s not important. What’s important is that for thirty years, I did an outstanding job of assembling quality American automobiles. I had a good crew, and we had a good rapport–we worked well together. Anyway, one day we got new plant supervisors–cocky young know-it-alls who’d been sent by corporate to … Continue reading D.U.S.T. to DUST

The Scoop

It was approximately 6:35 PM when I rapped my knuckles against the warped and weatherbeaten door of Hendrick’s Antiques and Watch Repair on the corner of 39th Street and Farrington Avenue. The luminous reflection of the yellowish-orange sunset splashed across the sky behind me like spilt cans of paint prevented me from glancing into the main display window to see if anyone was inside. I … Continue reading The Scoop

Some short stories

The Scoop is a Twilight Zone-esque story about a man from the late sixties who’s accidentally transported through time to 2019. He struggles to make sense of his new surroundings at first, but quickly adapts. I’ve always wondered how people of the past would react to modern society and advanced technology–an iPhone might seem like magic to someone in 1865, and it might seem like … Continue reading Some short stories

My-Fi

I don’t know how to write sci-fi the way that people tell you you’re supposed to write it. Fortunately, there’s no one correct way to do anything, so it’s not a concern to me. I feel comfortable writing within the universe established in Effugium and Anshar, because it represents a vast playground of unlimited possibilities. It provides me an escape, and when it provides readers … Continue reading My-Fi