January 12, 2014

The Cybership: Acceptable Insanity (SHORT STORY)

I decided to try my hand at a short story.

As the hands of the clock approached midnight, unlike the classic fairy tale, the night was just beginning.  At the click of a modern-day mouse, the magic would commence-with one letter at a time; transforming ordinary words into extraordinary descriptions of a secret life just waiting to be expressed.

The fact that she was computer illiterate (a Luddite at that), had little effect and was not a deterrent to keep her from typing and texting out the life she had longed for but had only experienced vicariously; mostly through movies made to melt a woman's heart but bore a man while making him squirm. 

She spent hours configuring- if only- in words.  Painting pictures between lines, of vivid moments depicting what love looks like in an "us bubble"; too ideal to be true, yet too true to the heart not to be pursued.

She was able to formulate thoughts, dreams, and ideas, anywhere and anytime; often making it difficult to concentrate on her work at hand.  Sometimes even blurring reality with her fantastical images and thoughts surrounding her new project-that of creating something which before seemed improbable.  That of a cyber-ship.  A relationship formed and bonded in space.  The space of time and verbiage.....something she had honed to an art.

As the interactions became frequent and consistent, so did the anticipation of advancing to the next level.  The physically, non-physical level, accepted under the circumstance yet still desirable.  A level mixed with skepticism, uncertainty, and vulnerability.  A level probable to cause concern for one's sanity if ever exposed.  Yet she continued to wait for the change, the sign, that it wasn't insane at all, but possible and even inevitable.  And during an exchange of promise, it happened without notice.

Hard drives and hardware could not keep her from feeling the warmth of his kiss as he moistened her mouth with his, causing her emotions to drown any sensibilities--that what she was experiencing was impossible.  Because for her, every vital sign in her body testified otherwise.

So what'd you think?



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