The Billboard by Mickey Fisher Delmer Caudill drove past the digital billboard on his way out of Mineral City and just about kept right on going. He’d stayed up late to watch the news with Mary the night before then got up early, hoping to make it to the farmer’s
AITA by Mickey Fisher AITA FOR BREAKING UP WITH MY GF? A little backstory: my Uncle Ray was a bit of an eccentric. Picture Steve Buscemi in GHOST WORLD. That’s what he looked like because he modeled his whole style and personality on that character and stuck with it long after
The Privateer A Tech-noir short story by Mickey Fisher Genzo laid the gun case on top of the bar and opened it to show Novi the contents. “Type 89 Japanese assault rifle. Barrel’s a bit shorter. Carbon composite scope. Other than that, looks pretty normal, right? Until you see
Weekends With GG A Flash Fiction Story by Mickey Fisher On Friday nights, after she finished her studies, Iona and her grandma would make Rice Krispie treats and watch movies that were a little scary but not too scary. Before they went to sleep they poured food out for the neighborhood
LIVEWIRE A Flash Fiction Story by Mickey Fisher Ava exhaled the high end stratus toward the ceiling, the thick cloud changing color with the lights over the nearby dance floor. She put her lips next to my ear to make herself heard over the music and picked up where she left
The Hungarian Incident by Mickey Fisher Morgan Vanatta parked his Typhoon at the base of Bonnie Brae and hiked the steep quarter mile up to Chateau De Magie. A steady stream of driverless cabs and luxury EV’s rolled past the guy in the sport coat with no umbrella plodding along
The Night Mover by Mickey Fisher Morgan Vanatta wasn’t a magician but he did make people disappear for a living. Wednesday afternoon he was on the clock, sitting in the corner booth of a joint called Robo Ramen, back to the wall, eyes on the door. Just like Wild Bill
Hello! My name is Mickey Fisher and I tell stories for a living. I've been at it in some form or another for nearly thirty years and it feels like the right time to pass on some of what I've learned, and just as important, to show what I'm still
THE FIX-UP by Mickey Fisher On the snow-covered plains of a near-future North Dakota, a decommissioned private security android is reactivated, only to find himself in the crosshairs of a refurb agent tasked with erasing his memories. As their paths intersect, both men are forced to confront the sins of their
The Space of a Life by Mickey Fisher “This place has an old soul.” Arlo thought back that moment from time to time, Jonesy giving him a tour of the pre-war on Lakeshore, a couple of blocks from the water. Three stories, U-shaped, with a courtyard in the middle. It
