Excellent story! It reminds me of one my favorite episodes of the original The Twilight Zone series -- the one with the boy who can send people to "the cornfield" at will, never to return.

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I would gather a team together and we’d Assemble to save humanity!

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Reminds me of "Magical Thinking" in children - a concept that goes in and out of fashion. Since my father was a magician, I tended to like the idea. Still it can have untended consequences - as you deftly demonstrate in this story. Thanks for the great read!

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Great job Brian. One of the best stories I have read from you. Loved how you wove interesting characters into the tale.

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So fun! Where do you get your ideas??

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fun stuff!

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Jan 25Liked by Brian Reindel

Quite a story. I enjoyed it.


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Thus is a great story, Brian!

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Jan 28Liked by Brian Reindel

There is Life out there in this big universe. Another good read Brian.

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What an excellent and imaginative story, Brian! I loved all of the specific details, and I truly felt grounded in the story. While reading, I felt like I could almost sense how much fun it was for you to write! Those are the best.

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I would go to sleep or take a walk to get the inanity of it al out of my system. The main a writers does, is supposed to do is write. There are many very fine writers out there. You sign up for it then expect rejection especially in a world where mat reany publishers big or small either cant make up their minds about what they want or dont give a dam beause they are abou tht making money and even there they are never sure what will sell or not. ] Of course if yu are not in it for the money or the fame or both, then why are you here? Many say "I write for myself." These are the people who moan and groan the most.

the main thingis that of lot f people who write now mainly want to have a book with their name on it. they dont reach a whole lot of people.. I dons think you can become a better writer if you dont read. Also, what's the point of writing about having a cucumber sandwich with your husband or wife or mom, and being happy in the cucumber taste bud. Like, so what? Also, some people are saying that writing "is not so hard'

Sometimes it is. Sometimes it isn't. I can remember my first book, I Looked Over Jordan And Other Stories. Eight stories. In at least two, I was tearing my hair out. They seemed too thick, clumsy. But there was a reason. In one story I had FIVE important characters. And I had been told by the few creative writing teachers i took classes from that you cant have more than two maybe three characters in a short story. My storiies took place in an understaffed public hospital. The story "A Slap In The Face" involved two RNS (both white), two nurses aides (both black( and me, a white ward clerk (some hospitals call us"unit clerks"). My challenge was to distinguish the two RNS and the two nurses aides. Itultimately worked out but it took me HOURS on about ten different days.

but on the other hand, I wrote one of the book/s best stories in two weeks working about 16 hours a day, sometimes more. I ate to refuel . I was in what I call THE ZONE Whenever Im down or discouraged i recall that time. It helps immensely

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I would ask, you are not serious about killing me, your favorite one-armed Tarzan, holding a rusty AK47, are you ?

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