David Nadas
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As the heavy door slid shut and the echo of steel on steel reverberated in the small concrete space, the new inmate did not make eye contact with his cellmate, instead, he walked quietly to his cot and sat down, his folded blanket and pillow in his lap. “Whadaya in for?” the cellmate asked…
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There’s one thing about a cat 5 sitting off the coast as you wait for the power to drop…. you are left with only your own imagination. SYNOPSIS FOR S SCI-FI: In a future society where people’s emotions are held in check by software implants (neuroSTAT), a digital drug (landScape) begins to make…
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End Of Days Series “Can we see the basement now?” Frank asked their realtor. “No, Frank,” Julie replied rather curtly. “Let’s move on.” “Why not?” “Because that… is where people… get murdered.” She answered. “Are you serious?” He said laughing, the corners of his mouth turning up as if her next line was to say…
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I have been a contributor on wattpad for several years now. This site has been invaluable to me as a writer of Sci-Fi, where I can test the waters with potential stories, treatments, character studies and just general fun. Which brings me to this. There was a recent competition to write a Sci-Fi Limerick… A…
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Before every surf session I warm up on the beach. It keeps me loose and responsive when I hit the water. I’m about to go through a final full edit of my upcoming novel Silversides and below was my warm up exercise. (This short has nothing to do with the novel Silversides) A first-person Sci-Fi…
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It is hard to believe that five years ago, on this date in a NYC coffee shop on the upper east side, I started my writing career. You can see other frustrated writers around me, but this cozy place became the catalyst for putting pen to paper, or in my case, fingers to keypad. Since…
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ADAPTATION SERIES: Red Velvet “Tevis, have you located Newell?” “He’s out.” “Who let him out?” “No one. He’s part of Ops and has the overrides. But with our EVs in maintenance, he’s out there on foot–” The pound of the colony commander’s fist on the table startled her; she had always thought of him as…
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END OF DAYS SERIES: Under Eden For other stories in this series, Click Here “Shite, that was close.” From the impact, the sky had lit up so bright we could see clearly down the street with its neatly parked cars, perfectly aligned like the teeth of a zipper. But no one was out and no lights…
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COVER Diagraphy: 2046.06.18: I come from a lineage of great surfers dating back to the 21st century on Earth. My name is MoonDoggie, a name one of my French ancestors had given to her first born son, a name that could not be repeated for ten generations; so that would be, me. I was no…
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END OF DAYS SERIES: View From My Kitchen For other stories in this series, Click Here They said it would come, that it would start with a sunset of such unbelievable beauty it would bring tears to your eyes. They were right. It was quiet. Eerily quiet. No bird chirps or the whine of motorboats…
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