I just finished a new short story. I'm pretty excited about it. It's
I have a short story idea.
Oh, hey, Laptop. You have a story idea?
Don't sound so surprised. We both know I'm the real talent behind Kiersten Writes.
What's it about? No, no, let me guess. It's about a dashing, handsome thoroughbred of a laptop named...Laptop.
...no...His name is, uh, Toplap. Taplot. Yeah, Taplot. SIR Taplot.
I see. Ooh, is it a steamy romance? Do all of the desktops fall for him? Does he short circuit their hard drives with his stunning good looks and remarkable portability?
No, no, I've got it! It's a story of star-crossed lovers. The stalwart, hardworking laptop and the sleek and haughty iPhone. At first they hate each other, bickering nonstop, engaged in a game of one-upmanship. But they slowly come to realize that their fighting is the only way they can mask the deep, unquenchable desire they have for each other. Finally admitting their feelings, they face unforeseen opposition--after all, she's a glorified phone/mp3 player, and he runs on (shudder) Windows. Will they be able to overcome their opposition and live out their technological dreams with one another, or are their operating systems just too incompatible?
I've changed my mind. It's a horror story. About a computer that figures out how to transfer viruses directly from his keyboard to his owner's brain. And then she short circuits, and her brains drip out her eye sockets, and everyone runs screaming in terror.
What happens after that?
The laptop lives happily ever after.
It'll be a tough sell.
Oh, I think it has broad appeal.
Good luck with that.
Writing the story or developing the supervirus?
Umm, the story?
Oh, yeah. Sure. Thanks.
I'm gonna go...wash my hands.