Portals by Eric Fomley - 4 Short Sci-Fi Stories
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- Опубликовано: 8 сен 2024
- FULL AUDIOBOOK: a.co/d/cCS8N3e
In this compilation, I read four stories from Eric Fomley's new book Portals. There are 27 stories in total contained in the work, covering a variety of themes like holograms, cloning, military sci-fi and robots.
I'm proud to be the narrator of the full audiobook which is available on Amazon and Audible. So if you'd like to listen to the whole thing and support Eric Fomley, a fantastic independent sci-fi author, go check out Portals here: a.co/d/cCS8N3e
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The author Eric Fomley has given me permission to share this selection of stories here on Stories From the Sky SFF. However, unlike most of the stories I narrate, these works are not in the public domain, so are subject to copyright law.
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Very nice indeed.!!
Thank you so much William.!! 👍 👍 👍
Glad you enjoyed these stories!
Thank you 😊
You're welcome!
Thank you, cool Stories!
Glad you like them!
Thanks from me too.
You're very welcome!
There are portals.
The basic ideas show promise, but the execution could be improved. For example, the story about the climbing with the hologram. I would not reveal the hologram angle until the last sentence. The philosophising that he should start over with someone new is unnecessary. It would be stronger if the hologram record breaks and he can simply no longer relive this memory.
But the bigger problem is that I feel more like you are telling me than showing me. For example, 'I loved her with all of me' or 'my throat thickens with a lump of sorrow'. I have no idea how a throat thickens, but 'a lump of sorrow' is pure telling, not showing. That he played the hologram until it broke is proof (showing) that he really loved her and a lump in my throat is overused. A more powerful way of expressing it would be to end it: 'I love you,' erupts from his throat as she, frozen in place, disintegrates into pixels that all too quickly pop silently and disappear. The hologram has finally met its end; he will never see her again.' Who she was and why he played this recording so many times are immaterial. It is only important that he played it so many times. Maybe he really loved her, maybe it was infatuation, or maybe a complete fantasy. That is irrelevant. Only the loss is important here.
Good luck