I have submitted my first short story in a while, as I have decided to start writing often and put a lot of short stories out there. It is a teen romance zombie apocalypse story called Zombie Love, and I will put the post with the link to it, when it has become available for purchase.
That said, I realized that I forgot that I DID write a short story a little bit ago, and I haven't been promoting it. While the one tomorrow has no political overtones, this one was an INTENTIONAL political short story, called The Year the World Stopped Spinning: A Coronavirus Story, and it is an intentional satire about the depths of fascist controls that I hope will never happen, even though so many seem determined to bring them about. Check it out, if you are intersted...
The Year the World Stopped Spinning: A Corona Virus Story
“Dad, why did everything change,” Matthew asked his father, as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
“Fear, son… power and fear,” whispered his father, as he walked to the door, shaking his head..
Michael remembered it like it was, yesterday, even though it had been a decade. In an instant of time, things had changed…reality’s very framework had changed…and everything was different. It was like someone had changed the channel on the tv of society, and the characters on the screen were acting out a different story, entirely.
Before the change, Michael had goals of making money, getting up a savings, and making a career for himself. He thought about the things he could buy and the trips and vacations he could do. He worked hard for his money, but he made sure to take time for running, shopping, entertainment, and more. His last relationship was ending, and he began to think about starting again with new dating profiles and thinking about future dates and romance with various women.
From a young age, Michael had always been able to read situations and recognize patterns and adjust, faster than those around him. As it unfolded, he knew within days how the dominoes would fall, and he began to make preparations, but even he could not have anticipated how things would change….would not have assumed that society would surrender to much and follow the paths that were taken.
Coronavirus was the name given to the instrument of change…..the scalpel that would slice civilization right off the corpse of humanity’s populace, leaving in its wake the dystopian survivalist free for all that within one year eliminated the concept of freedom and choice and replaced it with promises of safety and control.
Where the year before a satire of a religious society that dominated its people was nominated for multiple awards, that same society was actively at work establishing which form the next government dominance would take and deciding what freedoms would be returned…. Freedoms that would NEVER be returned, as it would seem. After that, those prior goals became pipe dreams, and it soon became clear those days would never be repeated, again.
Michael remembered when it all happened, though he didn't know the depths it would take him …
This is a satirical look at our present situation and the coronavirus with references to real life changes taking place. My hope is that this STAYS satirical and that humanity would be wise and courageous enough to never let it happen, even though we live in a society ripe for the picking and have young generations unfamiliar with the warnings the world has experienced in in the past and which are STILL happening in places we don't talk about.