Michael Trigg
Bio
I love writing and I think it shows in my posts. I also enjoy feedback, particularly of the constructive kind. Some people think I am past my "best before date" but if that is true, it just means I have matured.
Stories (54/0)
Fighting and Battling Climate Change
Why do politicians use such words as "fight" and "battle" when it comes to overturning the ravages of the decades of neglect of the earth's biosphere? Are they speaking without thinking as many politicians seem to do or do they really think they are fighting and battling? The words fighting and battling are nonsense phrases in the context of the climate. In other words, bullshit. Mean nothing talk. Empty rhetoric.
By Michael Trigg3 years ago in Earth
The Light Gatherer
Though technically a he, the alien was more of an “it” by earth or human standards had they known of their visitor. He had existed for eons in the vastness of interstellar space. He had visited countless star clusters; had swept through many galaxies and their myriad of solar systems, skirted black holes and supernovas, and had almost reached the point of permanent blink-out when, purely by accident, he had come across a small non-descript solar system tucked away in the corner of an equally non-descript galaxy.
By Michael Trigg3 years ago in Fiction
Writers Of The World Unite
The headline news on this day was a wake-up call from the IPCC to all human inhabitants of this planet that we are on a slippery slope to disaster. In what form will this disaster take? Rising oceans, scorching temperatures making some areas of the planet unliveable, greater and more frequent storms, extensive flooding, droughts, disappearing glaciers causing disappearing potable water in various parts of the world, or all of the above.
By Michael Trigg3 years ago in Earth
Sharks - Myth and Fact
It was a beautiful day for surfing. I arrived just before the sun rose. The swells were three to five feet being nicely held up by a perfect off-shore breeze. The temperature was in the mid-twenties and there was just me and four others on the beach. Surfing heaven - except for the sign at the trailhead leading down to the beach that stated very clearly; Shark Sighted. Swim and Surf At Your Own Risk.
By Michael Trigg3 years ago in Fiction
Threading A Camel Through The Eye Of A Needle
The eye of the needle mentioned in the book of Matthew in the Christian bible was one of several gates that provided passage through the city of Jerusalem's defensive walls. The Needle Gate was used when the city's main gates were closed at night and used for people entering the city "after hours."
By Michael Trigg3 years ago in Fiction
Three Packages For Charlie
Charlie stared at the suspicious packages, one wrapped in brown paper and the other a plain white box, all taped up, sitting on his front steps. They must have had been left sometime between his arriving home around 11:30 last night and retrieving his morning papers at seven this morning.
By Michael Trigg3 years ago in Fiction
A Slice Of Chocolate Cake Heaven
Call me eccentric if you like. Some may even call me weird. Whatever the case; I love chocolate cake. When I say I love chocolate cake, I mean I LOVE chocolate cake. Not any old chocolate cake. Not the mass-produced store-bought kind but cake created by a chef or a baker who actually cares about the ingredients and the end product. My idea of heaven is to sit at a table on a beautiful sunny day, not too hot, on a quiet street at an outdoor cafe frequented by pretty girls, at a table shaded by an umbrella with a perfect cup of coffee and a perfect slice of perfect chocolate cake.
By Michael Trigg3 years ago in Fiction
Ghosts and an Old Barn
The little town of Maple Bay was as run down as any town could be in the time following the recession. There were a few businesses still open such as Gus's Hardware and Milly's Cafe. The latter served the best breakfasts for miles, not that Milly's had a lot of competition.
By Michael Trigg3 years ago in Fiction
Mars? No Thank you
The lake had long ago dried up. A lonely dock stood perched on its pilings looking as out of place under the burning sun as an iceberg in tropical waters. Even with the evidence of past water indicated by the bathtub-like rings meandering around the periphery of the lake bed, it was hard to believe this was the remains of a once-thriving vacation destination.
By Michael Trigg3 years ago in Earth