Showing posts with label *Author Gemini. Show all posts
Showing posts with label *Author Gemini. Show all posts

Friday, August 18, 2017

The Waterfall




The Waterfall




I would never admit it, but I hate being left alone, especially in the forest. My brother, Jake, went to take a piss, but either it’s a very long piss or he has other business to do. Either way, I’ve been left propped up against a very wide tree, which dips at the bottom, cupping my back. The midmorning sun winks from between branches, and the forest sighs with a swish of leaves. The scenery should calm me, but instead I’m holding my breath at every chirp, every crack of the branches.

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Reckless Behavior


Hey guys, it's Gemini! Wow. It's been a year since I've been an author (and avid reader!!!) on Paradevo, and man, I got to say it again: I love this space, where you can find other devotees, and read and share stories that we all can appreciate. I'm also starting to realize how stupid my pen name sounds, but it's too late to change that...

Anyway, I hope y'all enjoy my new story. I haven't seen a whole lot of sci-fi here, so I guess it's something new. Enjoy, and please comment with any suggestions and critiques!


Reckless Behavior
∆ Chapter One ∆



Reckless Behavior: A guide to the early Twenty-First Century

By C. Miami
Rhodium University Publications
June 2219

Chapter One: Customs


Monday, May 9, 2016

Birds Playing Electric Guitar (1/2)


Hey guys, it's Gemini here, and I'm back! I'm so happy to see all the new stories, which are in fact the very things that distract me from writing (just kidding)... 

Anyway I wrote a short story, but word limits and I have a bad relationship, so it stretched to two parts. Enjoy, and please tell me what you think! 



Birds Playing Electric Guitar 


“My cat is obese, so I started buying her diet cat food, but then I felt hypocritical because I never even go to the gym myself, so-” (long pause) “Sam? Are you there?”
“Yeah, I’m here, it’s just- I love listening to your voice. Even when you’re just talking. It’s so… melodic. Animated. I could listen to you talk for hours.” (clears throat.) “Sorry, I know that sounds…”
“It sounds sweet. Really.”
“My God, Gail, I wish we were neighbours.”
“You don’t. Sometimes I wake up early to draw, and I like to put the music on loud.”
(laughs) “Still.”
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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Table of Contents (for Lies, All Lies)


Table of Contents 

»» Lies, All Lies««
By Gemini

Part One: A Shark Bit my Head

Part Two: Excessive Consumerism 

Part Three: Vegetarian Lobster

Part Four: Swimming Pool Woes

Part Five: Don't Stop Believin'

  Part Six:  Quebec City




Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Lies, All Lies




Lies, All Lies



Lisa fixes the guy in front of her with a withered look. “It was a shark accident.” She touches the back of her buzzed head and winces, adding to the effect. “Last year, off the coast of my beach house in La Punto, Peru. I was… jet skiing, and I fell back and then this shark chomped the back of my head. He barely missed my brain, but I had to wear a helmet for the next few months until my skull grew back.”

Lisa checks his face to see if she’s gone to far, if he’s throwing back his hands all like, whoa there girl, you’re pulling my leg. 
That isn’t happening. The guy’s nodding wisely, sympathetically, scrutinizing the blond fuzz Lisa passes as hair for scars. 
She sighs a little on the inside. Okay, when she signed up for a waitressing job on a cruise ship, obviously she anticipated that there might be a little flirting going on. Maybe the cook would be cute and they’d make out in the pantry. Maybe she’d meet a kind stranger with old money, and it would be love at first sight as she served him his eggs Benedict. But this is pathetic. Yeah, the guy in front of her is hot shit, with tousled hair and razor sharp cheekbones and piercing blue eyes you could drown and die in, all that good stuff. But he’s as dull as a rock.