I went to bed at midnight but that was just my right brain. By 3am my left brain couldn’t take it any longer so it marched across the corpus collosum, kicked the right brain awake and said, “We have to start typing”. So we did.
A selection of short stories, ideas and filmscripts from a few genres:
The smell is oppressive, the taste sublime…
An island of rationality, keeping alive what used to be the best of Earth. Will it survive “Carrot”, its own version of AI?
She would not cook…
They wouldn’t let him quit[bsk-pdf-manager-pdf id=”39″]
By Ben Nuttall-Smith: My World On YouTube
from a neoandertal, pretending to be human “inacomadreaming”
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