Postcards From The Future #4

This month’s postcard from the future seems to come from somebody a little less (or more?) than human…

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They suggested I take part in the Postcard To The Past project, only they should have left me more time because I still find it hard to hold a pen stylus. I’m quicker with the keyboard keys, but they want all the postcards hand-written, for the personal touch. I’m surprised they think I’m eligible to take part, but I suppose it’s a good gag and will give you 21st century folks a bit of a shock, if you believe it at all.

I have a busy day today as usual. Cooking the breakfast, dropping the kids off at school, flying over to Martworld to pick up the shopping for the week. Some people still give me hostile looks in the check-out queues. Some drivers toot at me, expect me to give way to them cos’ I’m some kind of second-class citizen. They know and I know that there’s legislation in place now, equal rights. But they don’t know it in their hearts, do they? Deep down, and in some cases pretty damned near the surface, they still think I should bow my head in their presence, not make eye contact. Continue reading “Postcards From The Future #4”

An Android Wakes Part 2 : To Kill a Bird

The thud is the first thing I hear as my ‘system reboots’ – although I prefer to say as I wake up – although of course not out aloud, no need to call undue attention to myself.
      Downstairs the white A4 envelope with my handwriting on it is lying at 62 degrees to the edge of the welcome mat. I pick it up, rip it open, read the standard rejection letter.

Dear Android Writer CSG1002
Thank you for your submission of your novel To Kill A Bird. Whilst we found much to admire in your story, I’m afraid it’s just not for us. We only take a few novels on each year and we really have to fall in love with it to take it on, although another publisher may think differently about your work.

Thank you.
Yours sincerely
Donald Smith
Publishing Manager
Thursday Publishing
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Diary of a Neobody – May 28th, 2112

Hello diary.

As I was told and expected, the proceedings for the prosecution of the drunk driver from the other week were as quick as they were simple.

The city’s prosecutors had a number of witnesses, as well as my black box recordings.

It was pretty much the definition of an open and shut case.

I don’t know how the entirety of the proceedings went, but it was less than an hour after my ‘testimony’ before the man was marched from the room by his two police escorts.

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An Android Wakes Part 1 : My Fridge Hums

I walk towards the white door. Around its edges light bleeds into the darkness. All is silent apart from the hum of the fridge. I open it and like water from a burst dam light escapes and floods the twilight edges of the kitchen.
      Cold air fills my nostrils as I look inside.
      Reaching in, I pick up a bottle of oil. I need to quench my thirst. Put out the fire at the back of my servos. I try to slot into order the sequence of events: the book deal that appeared and then winked away like a dying star, the white gloves and the brick through Amazon’s window; my novel lying in the shop front in a bed of glass.
      I can feel the oil inside me anointing me, I remember being born: my creator. Continue reading “An Android Wakes Part 1 : My Fridge Hums”

Diary of a Neobody – May 21st, 2112

When I’m right, I’m right.

As it turns out, my fears and worries about what might happen to me during a driving ‘incident’ were quite well justified.

Last Monday, as I drove home from work, a car on the other side of the road swerved across towards me. I was alone in the car thankfully; I shudder to think what might have happened otherwise. My standard laws kicked in, and I began turning to pile off the road and into the very solid wall beside me, lessening the impact and saving the human driver trying so hard to hit me. I’d have been quite badly damaged by colliding with the wall, of course, but such is life when you’re seen as expendable.

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Diary of a Neobody – May 8th, 2112

Hello diary.

I had the second half of my driving test last night, and I passed with flying colours. I suppose that isn’t much of a surprise, really. On the other hand, for the hours leading up to the test I was horribly nervous.

The theory test was in the morning, and I was fine with that since it was literally just regurgitating the rules and laws of the roads and skies; rather easy with perfect memory retention. Continue reading “Diary of a Neobody – May 8th, 2112”

Postcards From The Future #3

This month’s postcard from the future comes from a genetic nurse working in the Social Engineering Department of the World Family Commission… 

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They tell me I should enter this competition, because they’re going to select the best postcards from a whole cross-section of people in society and send those cards back in time through that new machine they’ve been building. And that makes me think: what should I warn the folks in the past about to try to stop them making mistakes? But that makes my head hurt, because without those mistakes we wouldn’t be here… but resumably bigger brains than me have looked into that conundrum and put it to bed. Continue reading “Postcards From The Future #3”

Diary of a Neobody – May 1st, 2112

Hello diary.

I had my last driving lesson last night.

I decided, in the end, to learn by doing, not by downloading; neither I nor Grace could decide if downloading would be hypocritical, but we eventually agreed that actually being taught would be the better way forward. The main reason, one I’d not actually considered before, was that in being taught I’d have a chance to experience the assorted emotions of driving and, more importantly, I’d have the teacher there with me to help me cope with them. Continue reading “Diary of a Neobody – May 1st, 2112”

Diary of a Neobody – April 24th, 2112

Hello diary.

The conference was a complete success.  We managed to pick up four clients looking to us to mediate between them and space-based industries, with interest from at least seven others.  As such, the office has been rather busy lately.  It’s still a relatively new area for us, so everyone’s still learning some of the little details. Continue reading “Diary of a Neobody – April 24th, 2112”

Diary of a Neobody – April 18th, 2112

Hello diary.

I’ve been… how did Joseph describe it? ‘Out of the loop’ for the last couple of days.  Ms Erikson, Joseph, and Mr Harris (who has now demanded I call him ‘Daniel’) were all supposed to be going to a conference on Earth/space -based company relations.  Ms Erikson fell ill on Sunday though, and I was brought on board at the last minute. Continue reading “Diary of a Neobody – April 18th, 2112”