What I Write
Jack was a human, and lived in a house – as all humans do, except for the homeless, who are ignored by those who have homes. He had never pierced the veil, so Jack was ignorant of what existed on the other side. That was not the only thing Jack was ignorant of; he didn’t know anything about the movement of the stars, the coming and going of the seasons, algebra or geometry (though he knew how to add and subtract), or the most complex inner functions of his own body. Jack was a builder, a stout man with a corpulent body, who spent most of his day lifting timber and nailing planks to the floor, and driving his old lorry all over the town wherever he was needed to fix old houses and build new ones.
So, at the end of the day, he felt it more than fair that he had his share of joy and rest with his friends at the local pub, where he drank pints and pints of beer and ate all the fish and chips he could; for he was an ignorant man, but he was happy. He had a simple life and enjoyed it.
Until the day he didn’t.
|What I Write||
Mostly science fiction. And fantasy. And horror.
In online venues:
The Unexpected Geographies of Desire – Kaleidotrope (http://www.kaleidotrope.net/archives/winter-2012/the-unexpected-geographies-of-desire-by-fabio-fernandes/)
Other Metamorphoses – POC Destroy Science Fiction (Lightspeed)
Five Fragments and a Memory of War – Grendelsong (https://grendel-song.com/2016/06/07/a-lovers-discourse-five-fragments-a-memory-of-war-fabio-fernandes/)
My Write-a-thon Goals
I’m a bit slow right now due to personal reasons, but I intend to revise at least one short story written during my stint at the Clarion West Workshop and finish another, a steampunk tale set in 19th Brazil.
It won’t be a lot, but I’m confident I can do at least those two. Maybe more, but I can’t guarantee it.
This is my fourth year in the Write-a-Thon. The first was in 2012, and last year my dream of going to Seattle for the Clarion West Writers Workshop came true, so here I am again!