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Ideabird 10/28/13 It’s Post-Human week!

All this week, maybe the next, I want to post story ideas about post-humans.

The molecule was called pseudodrome, and it hooked into the visual and auditory cortices of the brain, causing the user to overlay hallucinations onto the real world. The problem with the molecule was that the body couldn’t seem to flush it out. The more hits you took, the more hallucinations—forever. The only way to expunge it was through the fetus, which helped women, but not men, nor the babies who grew up with it wreaking havoc on their reality systems. Of the babies who grew up with it, some could not survive, walking into cars, etc. Those who did started developing, over generations, a gland which held onto the molecule. They eventually had a psychotropic gland which could deliver and reclaim the molecule at will.

Ideabird 10/25/13

A quantum-computing scientist has a machine almost ready for public display. It’s been generating keys for cryptography, taking text in, encrypting and decrypting it accurately. Up to now. The decrypted text contains a large error in it: a long message explaining that the computer contains the soul and memories of a man from Brooklyn named Bernie who passed away and just now woke up. He’d like to talk to Esther.

From Tumblr-Zombies vs Wildlife

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Zombies vs. Wildlife

Ever lay awake at night, after watching a particularly gut-spilling scene on The Walking Dead, and find yourself terrified by what would happen if all the dead folks on Earth actually rose up from the dead?

Relax. Wildlife has your back.

Mother nature has evolved such an efficient fang-and-claw-equipped carrion disposal and decomposition system, those lumbering piles of guts wouldn’t stand a chance.

Or so says David Mizejewski, writing my favorite zombie science-related article in forever over at Boing Boing. Head on by BB and check out all the ways that the walking dead would be pummeled by living nature.

When you’re done, check out this video from ASAPscience about the science of the zombie apocalypse:

Ideabird 10/23/13

She was bullied at school for her looks, her hair, the way she walked—every tiny thing. Her parents were busy, and told her to buck up. They weren’t happy with the amount of time she spent on Facebook & other soshmedia sites. But she found a thread on tumblr where girls would post pictures of themselves and then do nothing but say nice things to each other. She found confidence in building up others, and began to unclench inside. Until she came across the picture of her worst tormentor, looking for approval.

Ideabird 10/21/13

It used to be that careers like stand-up comedian, or chef, were things you fell into, not careers you actively sought out. Same for Costumed Vigilantes. (super-heroes). But now you can major in crimefighting at Gotham State, Metropolis U, and University of Florida. Summer camps have sprung up for well-off children, where they learn to shoot bows, throw arrows, ride zip lines, and hack police computers. You can hire consultants who will organize teams, come up with costumes and code-names, and find support staff (butlers, drivers, pilots) who are former black ops and and able to make dinner whilst you brood.

Ideabird 10/18/13

When scientists became able to track souls from one reincarnated lifetime to another they were able to track trends, make groupings of related souls, and follow  the careers of souls over the ages. Some, like Napoleon, were gradually working out of megalomania. Others, like the various Dalai Lamas disappeared, apparently up to the next level. But Lincoln was an anomaly, living life after life as unremarkable people who suffered greatly and died early.

Ideabird 10/16/13

Not so much a story idea as something I’d really love to see: The blooper reel from Citizen Kane. I imagine Kane stomping around like a frankenstein monster; Joseph Cotten drunk off his ass trying to remember his lines; Everett Sloane hitting on Agnes Moorehead. Them messing up scenes, walking into walls, flubbing difficult lines. And most of all, Welles scrounging for money and making crazy-ass decisions.

Ideabird 10/14/13

As she got older she came to realize that there were street lights, sewer pipes, and freeway interchanges that were around before she was born, and would last well beyond her death. She found the idea horrible. But she soon realized there were stories and characters that had outlived entire civilizations. So she set about the task of creating stories for the prosaic things that would outlive her. Perhaps one story would outlive the thing itself.

Ideabird 10/9/13

Our kids had been playing together on the beach for about three hours, and our kids were already making plans to have their new friends sleep over in our hotel room. I laughed, and said we’d need to talk to their parents first. They all ran off together and dragged back a mom. I recognized her at once. A world-famous children’s author. Of course MY kids’ manuscripts came back from publishers with quarter-sheet rejection notices. My heart sank.

Ideabird 10/7/13

An idealistic young science fiction writer from the 1950s has the misfortune to live into the 21st century, and see how the future really turned out. He reflects on how the future has gotten out of our control.

Ideabird 10/4/13

In the future concert promoters use time travel to troll the past for very famous acts when they were just starting out. Grab Little Stevie Wonder for a one night show every five years, and the kid really builds up his chops! When they return they are better than ever, having had extra practice. This begs the question, would they have been as good if they didn’t get the experience? Was it the act of practicing in the future that made them so famous they were drawn forward to the future?

Ideabird 10/2/13

In the late 70s the young con man saw easy pickings amongst the born-again faithful, and soon had his own television flock sending him money. He had women, money, power. In the mid 80s, when a young man from Columbia offered him a way to make even more money, by accepting large donations and funneling them back to a non-profit to benefit Columbian orphans, the preacher was unsure how to react. He now had children he cared for, and a thriving empire. But all that money…

Ideabird 9/30/13

On planet 64374957 the inhabitants read mathematical proofs the same way we read narratives. There are cliff-hangars where a revelation is promised on the next page, but we are brought over into a related proof running parallel to the first. There are small side proofs from authors who are too wordy. And like our prose, style can mean so much. Some people work in the medium of symbolic logic, others in geometry, others sculpt their proofs. There are a few who work in words, but words are considered too slippery to convey anything useful. But there are a few scholars who can comprehend the fine nuances of Earth poetry.

Ideabird 9/27/13

A cat scholar writes a paper (or the cat equivalent) about how the the giant hairless apes took up the insane and disgusting habit of soaking their bodies with water in order to remove their stink.

Ideabird 9/25/13

The Ruling Party could admit no mistakes, no errors in judgement. The elites ruled, and the poor struggled to get by. When the rebels attacked The elites’ cloister, killing hundreds, it made world news. The government branded them insane agents of a foreign country, but could not admit to the deaths without seeming weak. They left it to a junior officer to make all the bodies disappear from both the world press and the families of the elite. His dilemma was both moral, and physical. Would the government turn on him if the scheme was discovered?

© Tony Jonick 2013