Every story starts with a spark. For Pejorative: Echoes of a Nation, that spark was a question I asked on my blog, just a few “what if” scenarios about Alberta leaving Canada. At the time, it felt like speculative fiction. But the more I followed the rhetoric, the clearer it became that the lines between reality and fiction were blurring.
I wanted to write a story that tackled what it means to be human—when the person asking that question isn’t one.
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It’s all a ruse or is it real /end program. You decide. Do we actually live in a computer simulation?
In the eye of the beholder “Isaac, Isaac, stay with me! Isaac!” “Still…still here, unable to continue…” “I’m sorry Isaac, I didn’t see anything, there was no warning.” Isaac’s eyes fluttered, his body shook, fluids running from his mouth and ears. Isaac […]
