The Golden Age

We are living in a veritable Golden Age on Earth. The threat of war, for most, has receded into a bad dream in human annals. One metric of a good society is how rich and varied its entertainment options are. There are more books and movies being produced of quality than ever before. The entertainers […]

|short story| The Moon’s Dark Baby

“I think it’s great when stories are dark and strange and weirdly personal.” — Robin Williams “Children are remarkable for their intelligence and ardor, for their curiosity, their intolerance of shams, the clarity and ruthlessness of their vision.” — Aldous Huxley Edgar Pace, Northern Texas’s most notorious serial killer, rode the highways and byways of […]

|short story| Cyborg Assassin

“For tribal man space was the uncontrollable mystery. For technological man it is time that occupies the same role.” — Marshall McLuhan The Pope, standing safely ensconced in his protective Popemobile, made a luscious target for any professional. The cyborg assassin was the single most threat to the Pope’s life. Caught out in the open, […]

|short story| Intel Days, Oracle Nights

“The artist one day falls through a hole in the brambles, and from that moment he is following the dark rapids of an underground river which may sometimes flow so near to the surface that the laughing picnic parties are heard above.” — Cyril Connolly “The only way for writers to meet is to share […]

|short story| The Sands of Time

The hourglass was 20 feet high. Banded with bronze sheeting, and interlaced with stout tinted glass, it loomed over the jungle. There were panthers and alligators prowling about down there. Up here was only the hourglass — and a man. The man disturbed the sand by moving to one side like a sand-surfer. His eyes: […]

|short story| The Vampire’s Kiss

The door boomed loudly shut, seeming to spread in sonic waves throughout the castle, and Nigel Blackthorn closed his eyes and shivered. He was alone now. He knew it in his bones in a way he’d known few facts. Parked outside the Transylvanian castle were his carriage and two horses. The horses would have to […]

Introduction

Everything is unfolding before your eyes… *arched eyebrow* Hello. It’s me, Greg Nikolic. I hope this day finds you doing well. I am doing fan-fuckin’-tastic, with room to spare for rainbows galore! *chortling* Yes, I am… and you would be too, if you had a blog as beautiful and as spare as this. Dark Sport […]