“Dying for Dinosaurs” originally appeared with Evening Theatre (defunct publication) in August of 2018.
Paleontologist Alma Ojeda was a veteran of countless excavations in her native country. She had established herself quickly in her field when she helped to unearth the largest Argentinosaurus ever found while working on her doctorate at the University of Córdoba.
The spice of life.
The time travelers had an idea.
Paradise reanimated.
The last island on the Red Planet slowly became the tip of a narrow peninsula.
A set of very short fiction pieces that I originally wrote for Twitter.
He had been guaranteed a job with the railroad. Cleaning the cowcatchers of the locomotives after runs through farm country paid the bills.
A set of very short fiction pieces that I originally wrote for Twitter.
“Listen, I need this insurance money, now will you help me or not?”
Brian looked at Rob and back at the car. The river beyond was dark and eerily silent.
“I’ve already reported the thing stolen. Please!”
Brian sighed and nodded just before several thuds emanated from the trunk.
The representatives of mankind shared uncertain glances.
The Celestial Creator appeared on Earth after eons of absence and asked about the knowledge of man.
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Joshua Scully is an American History teacher from Pennsylvania. He writes primarily speculative fiction. His work has appeared in several online and print magazines and can be found @jojascully.
The Red Planet grumbled uneasily. This subterranean shuddering was no longer only mildly disconcerting. Rayar understood that no matter how surreal his entire situation appeared, the consequences of this mission would be both momentous and tangible.
Coolly manipulating controls within the operation cabin, Rayar disengaged the primary support struts of the first missile. Knowing that the launch window was approaching, he activated the piloting and propulsion systems. Lithium power cells hummed to life far below the launch platform. He exhaled deeply, hoping to keep his nerves in check. He didn’t want his stomach to turn at this critical point.
Each system required time to fully come online, so Rayar allowed himself a few moments of mental release. He imagined his home…
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