Miranda Sparks

Glimmer Girl #3 - “A Deadly Obsession” (Part 2)

The day after the campus attack, and it was all anyone could talk about. Even the Lovin’ Spoonful, Tanya’s refuge from the world of ‘normies’, wasn’t safe.

Trix marched to the corner table with a grimace and a tray, and slammed her partner’s drink down. “Cops have been in here three times already,” she spat. “They know I don’t know anything. For god’s sake, we’re on the other side of the grounds!”

“Any excuse to harass us will do,” Ashley said.

Wounded Child

“Mama…”

She doesn’t say the words, but you still hear them: “not now, sweetie. Mama’s busy.”

You know better than to reach out for her. Your hands are already stinging. Better to keep them by your side where they can’t annoy anybody.

Still, the need aches at you.

“I told you, I’m busy,” she doesn’t say.

You try to be a good girl and pull away, but your heart doesn’t listen; it still reaches out despite knowing it’s not allowed.

The yelling gets louder. “Didn’t you hear me? I said I was busy. Stop being a bother.”

Something In The Way

A/N: This isn't a story that goes anywhere. It's a semi-autobiographical snapshot that I needed to put outside of myself, but read and enjoy if you're into something dark.

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Amber wasn’t an orphan, but she didn’t imagine it being much different to her own life. ‘Family’ was something other people had, while she kept to her own company.

Her father and brother were there, at least in body, with eyes glued to the tee-vee set. Truth be told they cared more about wrestling than they did the eldest daughter, and told her so whenever they deemed her worthy of notice.

Glimmer Girl #2 - "A Deadly Obsession" (Part 1)

There are few things so adored as a hero. It was, he supposed, the nature of people to look to those greater than themselves, as though a mirror for their own potential; and though he was not human, Simon was the same.

In a cavern paved with century old brick supported by steel and rust, the brilliant beast had erected a shrine. He’d collected scraps from newspapers and magazines, bookmarked blog posts and articles, saved pictures in dozens of folders, both digital and in print, held to every second of footage he could capture; and in every one she was perfect.

Glimmer Girl #1 - "Between a Rock and a Hard Place"

Hey, friends. Some of you may not be aware, but before I posted here on BC I was writing an ongoing serial called "Shimmer." After ten years and several reboots, I think I've finally polished the idea enough. So as a special treat you get a first peek at Glimmer Girl's return.

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The Lottery - Chapter Two

There comes a time in every kid’s life when their parents sit them down for ‘The Talk.’ Most of the time that talk comes the day after the Lottery, especially when it’s your numbers being called.

My Mom was already sitting on the bed when I came home from school. She’d asked the night before if she could go through my drawers and sort what to keep and what to donate to goodwill. I figured there was no sense in delaying the inevitable.

“How’re you holding up, kiddo?”

The Lottery - Chapter One

In history class they taught us about the Twilight Sun, a terrorist organisation from the mid twenty-second century who wanted to render humanity extinct. “For the good of the global environment,” they said, or something like that.

They set off chemical weapons in the stratosphere above major metropolitan locations; New York, Shanghai, Sydney, London, Munich, more. When nobody died - at least outside the panic and riots - people thought they were safe, but then they learned what the Twilight Sun were really up to:

Mass sterilization.

Not So Popular - 03

After school I stormed home to scream into my pillows.

I should have known Kelly was behind this! She always had it against me, just because I made fun of her sometimes. Okay, maybe trashing her prom dress was a dick move, but she didn’t have to turn the world upside down! That was just taking things too far.

My Mom lingered by the bedroom door. “Shannon?”

Couldn’t she see I was busy? I threw a pillow at her, and missed.

“I was just going to ask if you were staying for dinner, but fine,” she scoffed.

The Devil Within

A college age man of questionable integrity makes a deal with a demon spirit, but not all goes to plan.

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Virginity is a cruel, cruel mistress, and it only gets worse as time goes by. Do you know how embarrassing it is to be twenty-one years old when you’ve never had sex? In a world where a man’s worth is measured by his virility I can think of nothing worse.

Campbelltown Resident Claims Transgender Vaccine Link

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Earlier today I read a clickbait piece in which a mother claimed that a flu vaccine turned her son gay. Though I am firmly pro-vaxx (vaccinate your kids, folks) the idea of a child turning gay or trans as a vaccine side effect tickled me. Maybe I'll expand on this more in a future story, but this fake news article touches on it. Enjoy!

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4 October, 2016

Not So Popular - 02

“This is not happening!”

I paced back and forth, sucking all the air from the room to keep my lungs from collapsing. It had to be some sort of dream, because from where I was standing this was impossible; people did not turn into a tranny in their sleep!

The alien flesh was still there every time I checked my shorts. It even felt real when I touched it, gross as it was. Worse, it stirred, like it had a life of its own.

I screamed.

“Shannon?” Mama called from the other side of the door.

Not So Popular - 01

If you were to look up ‘freak’ in the dictionary you would see it punctuated with a capital F by a picture of Kelly Strickland’s face.

Where do I even start? She’s tall, she’s ugly, and she dresses like Wednesday Addams on a dime store budget. Maybe if she bothered learning how to do make-up she’d look more like the girl she’s pretending to be.

Oh, did I mention she’s transgender? You know, one of those ‘trapped in the body of a man’ types who take birth control to grow boobs. So weird.

New World Epidemic - Chapter Six

I woke to a bitter taste and aching in my shoulders. Shaking my head was like moving through pea soup while pinballs rattled in my skull.

My hands were strapped behind me, as were my ankles to the feet of a chair.

“Hello?”

No answer.

The fog lifted and I found myself in a room with grey, cinder block walls, a concrete ceiling dripping with condensation, florescent lights blinking in and out, and a dirty mirror to veil my reflection with handprints and dust. Knowing my luck there were agents on the other side waiting to begin an interrogation.

At The End of Everything

For a while things were looking up; I was on my way to college, had the love of a great guy, and thanks to the help of my folks had GRS scheduled for Spring of the following year.

Then the end of the world happened.

Nobody knows how it started. Some say it’s a curse, others say it’s a virus that came from terrorists, or bad dog food, or something. Nobody knows, and nobody cares. All that matters is that a bunch of corpses jumped out of the ground and started biting people.

Circle of life, or death, or undeath, whatever.

New World Epidemic - Chapter Five

“They took Katie!”

My Mom blinked in horror, just like she had the last five times.

“Who?” she asked.

“The men in the suits!”

She shook herself. “When?”

I was ready to tear my hair out. “While you and Dad were fucking each other stupid!”

Language like that would have me grounded on an ordinary day, but my Mom wasn’t all there. Every few moments she closed her eyes, bit her lip, and held one hand down to keep from touching herself, just like every other horny fool in town.

“Mom!”

She jumped upright. “Yes?”

New World Epidemic - Chapter Four

It was around one before Katie passed out; the rest of us couldn’t sleep.

Mom, Dad and I sat around the living room in silence. I was sat between them, lest they jump each other’s bones. Gross, I know.

There was moaning coming from the neighbor’s house, which was impressive given their age. They were the sort of couple who always bickered and fought. Who knows? Maybe sexual armageddon was the kick their marriage needed.

My Dad huffed and threw himself back into the chair. “There’s got to be something we can do.”

Hush

The bed lay half filled. Evie cocooned herself in blankets and skirted the edge, allowing room for another; her ex-husband, a new lover, who knows? Yet her dream wrapped smile betrayed no sense of absence.

It was a fact she might not have been aware of until the mattress depressed and gravity tugged her to the centre. She opened her eyes, shaped the numbers 2:53 out of the fog, and rolled toward the mass laying against her back.

She croaked through the film that dried in the back of her throat. “Madelyne?”

New World Epidemic - Chapter Three

When I woke the next day Angela was gone. I was sprawled alone in her bed, face down, drinking the smell of her from the sheets.

What a night it had been.

I found my clothes, dressed myself, and wandered into the living room where Nick, Sasha, Gabe and David were curled up, naked. By the looks of them they’d had the same kind of fun. Figuring they needed the rest I stepped over them and made as quiet an exit as I could.

First Day

On Tuesday morning I was sweating bullets.

“It’s only natural,” my Mom told me. After all, it was the first day of senior year, and many of us had gone through some big changes over Summer vacation, and I mean Big, capital B, changes; for some more than others.

The horn beeped, but I still hadn’t decided. Was a skirt too much, or should I have gone with jeans? Maybe shorts and leggings would be best; if I wore a dress would people think I had something to prove?

New World Epidemic - Chapter Two

That night I couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes I could smell her, like she was there setting fire to my veins.

I did everything I could to quench my desire, including… you know, that thing that guys do when they’ve got a girl on the brain.

Except that a couple of days ago Angela wasn’t a girl.

How did it happen? People don’t change overnight, at least not like that. Hours on the internet delivered information on intersex rights, transgender resources, and a lot of porn, but nothing like Angela’s transformation.

New World Epidemic - Chapter One

I can’t remember a time when Adam and I weren’t friends.

Our mothers met in hospital shortly after giving birth. They swapped numbers and babysat for each other; because of them Adam and I shared the same milestones, whether it was swimming lessons, birthdays, or joining the scouts. We spent so much time together that growing close was inevitable.

From pre-k to high school we were joined at the hip, and always watching each other’s back. Even when Adam started getting in trouble, smoking weed and getting into fights, we were there for each other.

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