My Abstract Life

By Gord McLeod

In this science fiction short story, a young man learns the value of a father's advice when the simple act of following an attractive young woman into the local library goes rather differently than he'd expected.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gord McLeod
• Release date: Feb 21, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301113644

Gord McLeod

I won NaNoWriMo 2011 after live-writing my stories. I continue to write daily at http://www.fictionimprobable.com where all of my work is available for free. I have terrible difficulty deciding between writing under the name Gord McLeod or Gordon S. McLeod. Currently, Gord McLeod is winning. Once upon a time, I designed video games for Ganz Studios, the makers of WebKinz and the announced Tail Towns project. Many many moons ago, I wrote and drew a short-lived forgotten web comic. I'm a tech blogger for Livid Lobster at GeekBeat.TV and One Man's Blog.

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My Abstract Life

Gord McLeod

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Copyright © 2012 by Gordon S. McLeod

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My Abstract Life

Gord McLeod

Things aren’t always as they seem, my daddy used to tell me. Early on he’d taught me that the books with the flashy covers might not be the most interesting, or that the movies with the colorful posters could be boring. Later it was the pretty girls, that sometimes they were the last ones you wanted to talk to. It was a lesson that sank in well, at least until the next flashy cover, colorful poster or pretty girl came by.

Those were always my biggest weaknesses; book covers, movie posters and pretty girls, and never more than the time two of ‘em worked together to make my life hell.

She was a real beauty, maybe a year or two younger than I was, working at the new high-tech library downtown. I saw her walking down Main Street one day, saw her drop a hair comb. Beautiful thing it was, all made of delicate wood, inlaid with what looked like gold. It was