Son of Superhero
by: Dennis R. Humphreys (the Dream Writer) My father's boots have been hard ones to fill. He was larger than life, and even though I inherited his powers, I looked up to him beyond what might be considered the typical hero. My mother, Clovis Sane worshiped him, and even to this day, her memory of him is one of idolization. My father was killed when I was twelve, by a Craptonite bullet, from a man who hated him his entire life... Rex Luber. The police killed his killer within seconds of him firing that fatal bullet, but it was done, and the man, the world over that adored him, lost something of importance.
Right off the Assembly Line
by: Dennis R. Humphreys (the Dream Writer) The electric car is here but in the infinite wisdom of arrogant industrialists and the government, they had some other idea up their sleeves and proceeded to develop something different and even greater, ascending into the world of the gods. Were such madmen the stuff written about when there were horrendous experiments committed in the name of improving mankind, when in fact they were done to exert control? Were they actually meant to be rid of certain parts of the population they considered unworthy?
by: Dennis R. Humphreys (the Dream Writer) Maxwell Fields, at sixty-six, wasn't altogether happy with his life. He retired, but he arrived there, taking a dozen or more detours thought his working career, after graduating college. None of his jobs were what you'd call successful, hindsight is always better than foresight. Looking back, he could see the paths he took in error. Life might have been different if he had taken one of the other avenues he had been exposed to. Then again it might not have been but in his mind, he would have been better taking one of the other courses.
The Window Washers
by: Dennis R. Humphreys “Hey Julio. We have some wind today,” his partner, Lance Tannhauser observed. Julio didn't like the window. The height didn't bother him but being up fifty stories outside of a high rise on scaffolding where the wind was even worse, coursing between other high rises, was scary. To make matters worse, he had a partner that would suddenly start shaking the scaffolding and screaming 'we're gonna fall', thinking it was funny. Julio used to be a cliff diver in his home country of Mexico, entertaining the tourists outside of Cancun. He was used to the heights and he was used to the winds there. You could have, to a certain degree, control over both on the cliffs. It seemed here you had no control over the winds or what your partner might do. You had to trust someone else. In Mexico, it was just yourself and nature.
Be Careful of the Howler
by: Dennis R. Humphreys Scientists have been studying the human mind for years. The one thing they found consistently, is that is an amazing result of evolution. Whether individual, or multiple brains acting as one, they can generate different outcomes than expected. They can increase occurrences when the odds dictate otherwise. When flipping a coin for heads or tails, normally you get a fifty, fifty chance for either coming up. When a person concentrates his attention on the outcome being heads the number recorded can be something more like fifty one percent heads, forty nine percent tails. It isn't a big difference but it's a measurable difference that demands attention. The power of the mind is not fully understood but the best example is what hypnosis is able to achieve... many times it isn't just measurable but there's a physical outcome in reality.
Everybody Has Them
by: Dennis R. Humphreys The city was different when I was born there years ago. People that lived there didn't have money, like my family, and usually they didn't have cars. You took the bus to work and walked to the small grocery store on the corner. Kids walked to school. Everyone knew each other and although crime was there, it hadn't become an institution yet, you could walk the streets at night and be relatively safe. Kids weren't kidnapped and the perverted people that prayed on them seemed to stay indoors, keeping their perversions to themselves.
Do You Know What Bugs Me?
By: Dennis R. Humphreys Lucy and Darnell met two years after college in a small coffee shop where they both ate lunch a few times each week. Their attraction was immediate, and before long they were dating... in six months they were living together and within another year they were married. They had common interests, one of which was camping. Both of them spent time together in the forests and in the boonies just enjoying nature. Their honeymoon was even a camping trip to Ontario, in the wrong time of the year, where they were inundated with black flies. No one told them the secret was to not camp near fresh water. That's where the insects lived and bred. At least you knew you had clean water, even though you wanted to shoot yourself.
Better to Light a Match Than Curse the Darkness
by: Dennis R. Humphreys Man robs places, robs a Chinese merchant, takes long matches, man pleads not to take them...they are magical and he has some wishes to make yet for his family...guy take them and become prosperous using them...gets married, very abusive one day she leaves and he realizes how much he really loves her...wants her back but doesn't realize she was beaten to death in another town and he carcass is thrown into a ravine...guy lights a match a few months later wishing her back...he doesn't care what she's done etc. He wants her back anyway he can get her....
Cowboy Bob and the Inter Dimensional Drive
Cowboy Bob and the Inter Dimensional Drive by: Dennis R. Humphreys The research firm of Tomorrow's Technologies had been around for ten years. Subsidized by private funding originally, some of the things developed, eventually caught the attention of the U.S. Government. It was commonplace to grant funding regularly for a hand in the development of things pertinent to national security and military advancement. One project caught the attention of power gurus. This unique project was a coordinated effort under the leadership of three men: Doctors Gordon Ripshaw, Issac Warner, and Phillip Askew. Their primary focus was in three different areas of expertise and interest. All their efforts were combined in these avenues both in time and funding.
My Life...My Own
by: Dennis R. Humphreys The world had changed drastically since Taylor heard his father talk about ihis changing world when he was a child... back before then. Politically, economically, socially... nothing was as it was. Those born into it didn't know it. They knew nothing else but the feeling of uselessness and hopelessness which abounded, this was not natural. Men dictating to men what they do, and how they do it... controlling every aspect of your life. It's unnatural. While those living in such conditions may not have fully understood its ramifications, they did understand the underlying feelings that dark cloud that hovers on the horizon, and the feelings of nothingness imposed on the human soul.
The Assassin Unaware
by: Dennis R. Humphreys “Is she alright?” Sergeant Turner Myers asked the others surrounding the young woman who had just taken a good fall off the ledge. They were all involved in the war game that was going on with a couple of the platoons from different military sites in the area.