The Realm of Katherine Vick

Note:  Work is mad and my health isn't great right now so I haven't the time or the mental capacity to rant online this month. So I'm resorting to pulling a short story out of my challenge archive again.... Live Forever, Die Young The young man stared up at the towering figure in his crisp business suit, so like all the others who had come before him, waving contracts, begging, wheedling, for him to sign his awesome and vastly in demand new sound to their label. The pleas and the promises, the guarantees of global glory and riches beyond compare were getting almost embarrassing. But this one – there was something different about him. Perhaps it was his ruddy complexion, so deep as to make his skin seem almost crimson. Perhaps it was the neat, black little goatee beard that he stroked so lovingly. Perhaps it was the strange fit of his neat Italian shoes or the odd way his dark wig seemed to balance on his forehead, as though something beneath was getting in the way. Bu...

Note:  I wrote this when I was angry and upset because it seemed like the entire world was turning into an awful place and while things have improved a little since and I've seen a glimmer of hope again, I still feel what I wrote below applies. And I still feel that social media is bad for the human race and the internet was a nicer place without it.... The Horror of Online Road Rage - Are We Star Trek or Bladerunner? I’m sorry if this sounds like I’m repeating myself as I’ve said the same thing in various ways and various forms in my blogs over the last year or so. But I am feeling so helpless and despairing of the world right now, that I all I can do is vent that feeling and hope my tiny cry in the dark void that is the internet will shine a very small light against the bleak darkness. Because the internet, social media in particular, has turned into one big morass of Road Rage. People are venting their spleens and developing a hatred of other people that bears as much resemb...