Plugs

Kat Beyer’s Cabal story “A Change In Government” has been nominated for a BSFA award for best short fiction.

Susannah Mandel’s short story “The Monkey and the Butterfly” is in Shimmer #11. She also has poems in the current issues of Sybil’s Garage, Goblin Fruit, and Peter Parasol.

Luc Reid writes about the psychology of habits at The Willpower Engine. His new eBook is Bam! 172 Hellaciously Quick Stories.

Alex Dally MacFarlane’s story “The Devonshire Arms” is available online at Clarkesworld.

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Can’t Complain

Thursday, February 28th, 2008

Terrance’s heart never knew what hit it. One second it was pumping steadily at 70 beats per minute, traveling at 80mph on the interstate. The next, it was panicking, 180 beats per minute and rising. The heart knew it shouldn’t go this fast, but it was a sucker for the nerves that tickled it with adrenalin. All its life, the nerves had told it what to do and all its life the heart had obeyed them, even when it knew better. For a second, as the car swerved off the road, the heart considered keeping its own beat. But the moment passed and then… nothing.

Stopping was such a strange feeling. Terrance’s heart had never stopped before. Then came the cold and the drugs that made it forget and the nip of shears separating it from the rest of Terrance. The heart knew it should mourn for its lost body, but quite frankly, it was just too glad to be alive to care, and the guilt of abandoning Terrance would travel with it for the rest of its life.

Terrance’s heart beats in a hole in your chest. You may keep it warm, you may feed it with your vessels and your blood, but the heart knows this isn’t home.

Oh well.

It fends off the attack of your immune system, aided by all those drugs you take in the morning. You catch cold and can’t drink, but hey, you’re alive. You can’t complain.

Terrance’s heart is alive as well. It has a hole for a home and no busy-body nerves to tell it what
to do. Nerves can’t be transplanted so Terrance’s heart beats on its own, 70 per minute, rain or shine, exercise or rest. It feels like it’s working in a vacuum. It can’t communicate with the rest of your body. But it keeps its own rhythm and it’s alive.

It can’t complain.

EXAM QUESTION NUMBER 245

Friday, February 15th, 2008

Tom is a 23 year old Biology student. Today, as he got off the bus, he twisted his knee. He comes to you, his doctor, four hours later with a knee that is evidently inflamed and painful. Tom blushes as he tells
you how stupid this accident was.

Oh, there’s something else. As he was showering before coming to the Hospital (never let a doctor examine you while sweaty), his knee throbbed in the strangest way and when Tom looked, he could have sworn
he saw a couple of pixie hands pushing out from inside his knee, trying to get out. However, Tom’s pretty sure he imagined it.

Tom isn’t allergic to any medication. Aspiration of his knee produces a bloody liquid.

Please indicate which of the following is the cause of Tom’s condition (2 points)
1) Lesion of crossed anterior ligament
2) Lesion of his interior meniscus
3) Tom is pregnant of a pixie, a condition he most probably acquired in a Biology field trip. A C-section of his knee is indicated, which will result in a release of the impish child and immediate relief of pain.
4) Tom was pregnant, but shoving a needle into his knee wasn’t such a good idea. We can now conclude Tom has had a knee abortion brought about by Medical malpractice.
5) 1 and 3 are correct.

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