I'm not really Stanley Lieber.

Fiction 10.04.06

2006-11-29T08:47:41Z

PERCEPT DRIVE 307 words by Stanley Lieber Plinth Mold sat and ate his Green Cashew cereal. The ship's percept drive sent barely visible tremors across the surface of his milk. "Do you ever get sad when you see a girl who is, like, all obs...

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Fiction 09.07.06

2006-11-29T08:45:59Z

THE SHIP 794 words by Stanley Lieber I'm watching the waves do weird things, dancing around the stuck pixel in my visor. It's making me a little nauseous. Piotr's abovedecks with the boss, Plinth Mold. I really, really, really didn't wan...

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Fiction 07.11.06

2006-11-29T08:42:54Z

SHIFT! 606 words by Stanley Lieber "They make up some lie and then they get mad at you when you see through it. Because in their mind they think they've crafted the perfect deception, which should appeal to your (perceived) faults." "T...

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Fiction 02.08.06

2006-11-29T08:39:06Z

STARTING THEM YOUNG 705 words by Stanley Lieber Tomorrow is a holiday, but today is not. My parents are at work and I'm stuck here at the babysitter's house, sitting out the two or three or four hours that I'll be trapped in this room, lyi...

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Fiction 12.20.05

2006-11-29T08:36:00Z

I'LL MANAGE 908 words by Stanley Lieber He was unhappy again; but when he halted to appraise the situation rationally he found that nothing had really changed. Why then this morose disposition? Each season Plinth Mold selected the action ...

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Fiction 12.02.05

2006-11-29T08:33:12Z

I QUIT 1195 words by Stanley Lieber It is the trying I think that wears me out. Yes. I do not believe I will try any more today. I tilt my head so that my eyes appear to be focusing on the surface of my pressure screen. In actuality I am f...

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Fiction 09.02.05

2006-11-29T08:27:39Z

OUR FATHERS 2053 words by Stanley Lieber I couldn't get the spamming lid off, so I just bashed the object's base against the corner of a nearby counter (avoiding the spray of flying smart glass rebounding from solid granite) and kicked the ...

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Fiction 07.06.05

2006-11-29T08:21:08Z

THE MOLDS 1499 words by Stanley Lieber Every evening a man would come around to collect the wax sculpts, which were taken for final approval and cast into molds for first shot test runs down on the manufacturing floor. Gently he would...

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Synchronicity

2006-11-04T12:30:17Z

Livejournal is currently offline due to a reported power failure, but Vox continues to work without interruption.

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Hello.

2006-07-26T06:05:06Z

Helen Levitt, 1939 This editor, while comprehensive, prevents the author from using most HTML tags, which I must confess I find offensive.

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