I borrowed a very old typewriter from a neighbor who used to fix them. I was inspired by it to write love letters and about love in german. It also has the most satisfying typeface (I mean LOOK at those commas). It also is incredibly heavy and lives now on this period appropriate table. A…
Author: ueberliga
The last one off the planet turns the light off ( Chapter 1 Version 2)
This is a rewrite of the story initially published with the same title which you can find here. When I first wrote this story it was born out of the image of the space ship which I saw in a dream and some memories I had of the village I grew up in Germany. I…
Über obsessive thoughts – an airtight chamber
A bit of jet-lagged pontification on the topic of obsessive thoughts. Obsessive thoughts are an airtight room with a never-ending storm locked in it. You walk in and the door shuts behind you. The wind gust hits you in the chest and you no longer hear anything, smell anything. An all-encompassing noise is surrounding you….
All he took was one book
This is a story that exists somewhere in the same universe as “Last one off the planet”. You can read Chapter 1 here and Chapter 2 here . This is in the same time as Chapter 2 but somewhere just somewhere far away. There was a figurine put in that spot of the bookshelf where…
Employee of the month: Eldobra the emotion recycler
Hey! I am working furiously on Chapter 3 of “Last one off the planet” but that will take a bit more time. I hope I can entertain you with this little episode I came up with to make myself laugh a bit during a, particularly stressful day. Eldobra groaned and scrunched her soft face in…
6 dreams and the dreamer ( Last one off the planet Chapter 2)
This is the second chapter of my short SciFi Story – Last one off the planet. Read the first chapter here. When I didn’t have to be in the lab I let myself sleep in. I enjoyed taking my time. My room was on the top floor. The first thing I do in the morning was…
The last one off the planet turns the light off ( Chapter 1)
The view behind the glass changed from city walls to private homes, to vertical farms, to a zoetrope of green fields and ugly shopping malls. I brushed over my stomach. It was still stiff from the procedure. But no pain. My father picked me up from the station. We passed a few windmills on our…
The 5 stages of accepting you are on vacation
Stage 1 Unreasonable clothing and unrealistic expectations Despite the chilly weather and the pleasant wind gust on the train platform, my head is sweating. I can feel my hair sticking to my scalp under the orange summer hat. Despite it being a difficult object to travel with it was essential to my Jane Austen countryside…
Ghosts
The floor made a creaking sound. I like this place, it is strangely mine with all its odd noises. Jewelry disappeared and reappeared in odd places. So I have started leaving honey jars open – I was told that how you befriend house ghosts. “I am renovating my apartment so I am going to move…
über year 5, how we moved to the city and how I ate rat poison
When I turned five we moved from our little countryside to Riga, the capital of Latvia. We moved in with my grandmother (my mother’s mother) who lived in a plattenbau building with my uncle. My father was still going to sea as a mechanic at that time so it was my brother, mother, grandmother and…
Über year 4, Elza before Frozen and magical gardens
Welcome back to the story of my life, told one blog post at a time. I am writing a story for each year of my life. I started with my birth and am working my way forward. Elza before Frozen – Aunt Elza I had my very own Elza before even Frozen existed – our…
Über year 3, parallel universes and I finally have a picture of myself
Welcome back to the story of my life, told one blog post at a time. I am writing a story for each year of my life. I started with my birth and am working my way forward. It is getting difficult It is becoming increasingly more interesting, but also difficult to write down my stories….
