Brian Champion
Bio
Old enough to be wiser - young enough at heart to be reckless at times. Been a lot of places and done a lot of things. Learned some difficult lessons and had my heart broken a time or two. Now, I love to write! It brings me great joy!
Stories (6/0)
Barnyard Mayhem
Let me set one thing straight right from the start. We chickens are far more intelligent than you might have imagined. Yes, our males’ behavior may be pathetically stupid and obnoxious, and a few specific evolutionary constraints may disadvantage us somewhat. But, putting aside those paltry limitations, we hens are quite capable of sophisticated refinement.
By Brian Champion3 years ago in Fiction
Mary's New Friends
Agent Alex Compton snagged the Internet Intrusion Alert for a couple of reasons. The IIA’s origin from a local university in the computer science department was one. An IT technician there had noticed a login using a deceased research assistant’s credentials. That assistant had died in a car crash only a month prior to the login. Also, the agency’s tracking system connected the originating IP address of the login with a physical address outside the city limits.
By Brian Champion3 years ago in Futurism
Just in Time
Sol’s watch and clock repair shop occupied 317 S. Fifth street for 42 years. The crumbling brick façade and neighborhood had changed dramatically over those decades. Except for his appearance, Solomon Hadelman, not so much. His hair, once a thick forest of dark curls, had first gone snowy white. Then, it unceremoniously departed. Wrinkles that started as faint lines had deepened, carving crevices in his face. Inwardly the same, Sol’s exterior was a living testament of time’s refusal to wait for anything.
By Brian Champion3 years ago in Fiction
A Bridge to Dreams
Phil was the sole proprietor and operator of Jo’s Diner. While Rene held a part-time job as a cook at Jo’s, Phil hardly ever noticed him. At first, Rene had been thrilled to secure the position. He was certain it would provide the vital experience he needed to springboard his career in the food service industry. His excitement had diminished considerably as time passed. Jo’s had failed to provide opportunities for his aspiring inner chef to shine.
By Brian Champion3 years ago in Fiction
The Tasks
The Tasks Her first thoughts were dilapidated dwelling overgrown with weeds. A sagging roof line and meandering cracks in the foundation looked worrisome. Something vaguely resembling a fence disappeared into thickets on both sides of the yard. David’s excitement melted into concern when he saw her face.
By Brian Champion3 years ago in Fiction
Day 55
Day 8 Finding water or anything drinkable is my worst problem. It is gone. Vending machines, grocery stores, and restaurants. All looted. There has been no water pressure in any of the sinks or at the hose bibs I’ve checked. Even liquor stores are empty. My canteen is about three-quarters full.
By Brian Champion3 years ago in Futurism
