Announcing: Is It Dystopia Time? by Brandon Scott

I told you I was going to publish faster now.

(Oh, and I’m doing a FREE BOOK giveaway for this one.)

Yes, this one is only a novella, but still, I’m ramping up to being faster. This is the first in a five-book series I’m working on that seeks to lampoon the Dystopian Fiction genre by taking its tropes and dialing them up to eleven.

It is, admittedly, not a child-friendly book. Not by a long stretch. Content warning for you all.

But, if you like social commentary, very dark comedy, and villain minions that I literally keep getting compliments on whenever I show someone the story (I really didn’t expect them to get the most praise, but I’m not complaining) then come and give it a look.

I mean, you’re likely socially isolating anyway, so why not?

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Microfiction: The Tactical Explosion

Technically, they did all of it legally. Everyone was moved far enough away that they weren’t in any danger. Businesses and workers and the population of the town were given fair amounts of money for their trouble—so, really, it didn’t feel like the gleeful act of mischief that Herbert wanted it to be. Continue reading

Microfiction: The House With The Small Hamper

Several families, couples, even a few wayward homeless people had stayed in that house, but they all left. They all fled, basically, slowly, yes, moving being what it is—but fled just the same from this house. They noticed the hamper, and tried to remove it, and found that they couldn’t. Continue reading

Logistics

The older I get, the more it seems like the world runs on mostly logistics. The interplay of information, timing, and operational orders. Things happen at certain times, in certain ways, and if that remains true, then things work out according to plan.

And, the older I get, the more I end up dealing almost exclusively in thinking through and planning with logistics. Continue reading

Microfiction: Advice From A Trickster

He sat cross-legged in his chair and peered over his glasses with tired eyes.

“You rang?” he said, sounding like he might laugh any second.

“I’m told you can help me with something?” the merchant said, taking a step forward.

“Oh sure, I can.”

“Okay?”

“But will I?” Continue reading

Microfiction: Private Time

It was a secret. No one could know what he did in his own room when no one was watching. He’d sit there at his computer screen, glance around and behind him.

And only when he was sure that he was truly alone, would he eye that can of soda. Peer at it. Continue reading

Announcing: Reading Away The Hours by Brandon Scott

I published another book!

I’m now the author of two books!

I’m excited to have another one of my stories out for the world to see. I’ve been editing it off and on for like a year now and finally got the push to finish it. I originally wrote it as a horror novel that a kid could read and enjoy, but it ended up growing into something a lot more disturbing, so now it’s maybe PG13.

If you’re interested, the entire first chapter is below along with a link to the Amazon page. I don’t usually ask this, but, if you could share it around or post it to your social media, I’d really appreciate it. Continue reading