Mark Gagnon
Bio
My life has been spent traveling here and abroad. Now it's time to write.
I have three published books: Mitigating Circumstances, Short Stories for Open Minds, and Short Stories from an Untethered Mind. Unmitigated Greed is do out soon.
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No Problem!
It’s been a grueling winter and I must admit I haven’t given my car the tender loving care it deserves. I probably hit every pothole from my house to work and back five days a week. Now my steering pulls to the right and the front end shimmies at highway speed. Just to make things more interesting, the check engine light went from occasionally blinking yellow to a steady red. It is time to pay my neighborhood mechanic a visit.
By Mark Gagnon3 years ago in Wheel
Road Warrior
A man with a limp stopped on the shoulder of the seemingly endless road to rest for a short time. There was no reason, other than habit, for him to rest at the shoulder instead of the middle of the road since he had learned long ago that he was its only traveler. Other roads existed; some ran parallel with the road he traveled, others occasionally intersected it, but most went in a totally opposite direction. The only similarity that all the roads had was each one took its solo traveler to wherever their eventual destination might be.
By Mark Gagnon3 years ago in Journal
Fire
I never thought it was possible to feel this cold and not be dead. People were told they had options when the planet’s surface began to die. Just be more conscientious about what you consume, stop producing greenhouse gasses, be eco-friendly and the planet will repair itself. Sure, the ice caps will melt and the average air temperature will rise a few degrees, but that’s okay, the planet will become one big tropical paradise.
By Mark Gagnon3 years ago in Futurism
Yes, Dear!
“Ralph!” “Yes, dear.” “I’m having the girls over for a late afternoon get-together, so you’ll need to find someplace to go for three or four hours. I’m sure you don’t want to be hanging around the house while a bunch of women are yakking away about things you have no interest in. Honestly, I don’t think men have anything interesting to talk about. It’s always sports, cars, or politics. Can you do that?”
By Mark Gagnon3 years ago in Humans
List-less
Winston hated lists. The only thing he hated more than a list was how restricted he felt every time he had to work through one. At work, he attended the obligatory weekly meetings where one manager ran down the items on a list that must be completed without delay. A different manager would then take the floor to follow up on the list from the week before. Of course, as each item was mentioned, the obligatory “Check” was articulated.
By Mark Gagnon3 years ago in Lifehack
Partners in Crime
“Hey watch where you’re walking, you big lug—I could have been killed, and it would have been your fault!” Dickson looked all around and couldn’t figure out where the voice was coming from. Besides, it really didn’t matter. He was on a job with a tight timeline, and there was no room for distractions. He raced across the darkened showroom, bypassing the display cases filled with cheap costume jewelry, and ran toward the office door. His intel had told him that’s where the safe was located. What it didn’t tell him was there were two doors, one on either end of the back wall.
By Mark Gagnon3 years ago in Criminal
Carousel
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It is an event that residents of this isolated little town have grown accustomed to. After all, what's one more uncommon, even magical, occurrence in a town filled with such things? Of course, the town wasn't always so indifferent to supernatural phenomena, but that was before the carousel took on a life of its own.
By Mark Gagnon3 years ago in Fiction
