I tell stories, mostly not true | writer, coder, data scientist, musician | fiction • thoughts • code • sometimes food | jp.fosterson@gmail.com
Where’s the next chapter?
Some folks have noticed that chapters of Suckers’ Roulette have slowed — pretty much to a standstill — so thought some explanation was in order.
One reader reached out in email, as I said to him:
there is no one reason. No catastrophe or anything. But life has conspired to…
Description, detail, showing, and telling, in fiction
Last month Mark Starlin, a fiction writer on Medium with a couple thousand followers and hundreds of stories of fiction, microfiction, poetry, and other work, wrote a short essay lamenting his inability to write descriptive prose in his stories. He blames it in part on his dislike of reading such…
Food
Who’s got the time to peel garlic and squeeze lemons?
I love hummus. It’s almost a perfect food. Savory and garlicky, it’s suitable as a dip or a spread. High in prebiotic fiber and monounsaturated fats, it makes a great snack for a low-glycemic diet like South Beach phase 1, but can also be enjoyed with bread or on sandwiches.
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Serial Fiction
Subject: Suckers’ Roulette
From: Sarah Kumar <sjkumar@gcloud.com>
To: Justine Li-Delhomme <justine.ld@gcloud.com>
Date: 2110-07-01T02:11:32+0200
Subject: Suckers' RouletteHey Jus,Just a follow-up on the term "Suckers' Roulette" that I mentioned in my last message. This kid, Danny, mentioned it pretty casually. …
Poetry
Free Verse
the road anticipates the sea
climbing the dune
to make a new horizon with the sky
you approach
anticipate as well
cresting the dune
falling gently to the sand
shade tents and chairs
in every color
kites
the lifeguard stand
a laughing boy in sand-smeared sun shirt sprints
and turns…
Serial Fiction
Subject: HOLY SHIT!
From: Sarah Kumar <sjkumar@gcloud.com>
To: Justine Li-Delhomme <justine.ld@gcloud.com>
Date: 2110-06-30T23:43:20+0200
Subject: HOLY SHIT!
HI!!!Holy fucking shit! I found him!!!!Well, okay, so don't quote me on that.... yet. Either I found him, or I found the world's greatest con man. But I don't know, I'm…
Serial Fiction
Rosé et Chevre
Ansouis, France. 30 June, 2110.
The man’s hand enveloped Sarah’s as she took it. Large, broad-palmed, with long, straight fingers, muscular but soft, skin smooth and taut over the knuckles, it was a young man’s hand. Sarah’s first instinct was that he was full of shit, that she should flee.
…
Serial Fiction
Ellen’s Place
From: Gloria Esperanza <gloria@538-institute.org>
To: Sarah Kumar <sjkumar@gcloud.com>
Date: 2110-06-05T09:00:53-0400
Subject: Final installment deposit, 538-Investigator GrantDear Ms. Kumar,Please be advised that the twelfth and final installment of your 538-Investigator grant has been deposited in the bank account on file for you with the program. …
Serial Fiction
The Man Who Went Over The Wall (cont.)
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In the Reddit folklore community /r/TMWOTW, a user going by the handle of /u/FrancoFonoFile had made a hobby of collecting first-person accounts of the legend from locals around France and other places in Europe. The collection supported the notion that it was a classic…
