It’s great for us to know that yesterday’s post sent lots of you off to listen to Tom Doyle’s audio readings of his stories… and great for Tom himself, too!
However, there really can be too much of a good thing – so many people downloaded that the bandwidth limits on the hosting site he was using has been exceeded. Never fear, though; Tom has moved the files to a new location. So if you didn’t manage to get them the first time, try the following links instead:
Enjoy!
UPDATE: Due to bandwidth overage, the below files have been moved to a new host – the new links are available.
We got an email from multiple Futurismic fiction alumnus Tom Doyle:
I’ve recently uploaded audio readings of my Futurismic stories. The links are as follows:
- “Art’s Appreciation” [original HTML; on Feedbooks]
- “Consensus Building” [original HTML; on Feedbooks]
- “Hooking Up” [original HTML; on Feedbooks]
If you could let your readers know that this audio versions are now available, I’d very much appreciate it. And if they’d like to hear other audio, they can visit my website!
Thank you!
Tom Doyle
Consider the people told, Tom!
We’ve got a real treat for you this month – “Hooking Up” is a great new story from frequent Futurismic contributor Tom Doyle. It’s about high school and evolution, VR space, artificial intelligence and the unrestrained id.
John sauntered lazily towards his new high school, making his parents wait as long as possible in their stupid H-cell car. He hoped that he was pissing them off. Their idea to send him to this hi-tech educational prison, their idea to wait out front until he synced on the school grounds, both because they didn’t trust him. So screw them.
He glanced back over his shoulder, saw their fake big smiles and waving arms, waving him on. Shit, how humiliating.
Ahead at the main entrance, the view held more promise. Two perfect girls, lush hair, blemishless skin, full lips, sculpted curves. The best features their daddies could buy, and probably too fancy for John. But he could still enjoy the scenery. Continue reading HOOKING UP by Tom Doyle
Tom Doyle’s nasty new story “Consensus Building” takes on the commercialization of your head space.
[ IMPORTANT NOTICE: This story is NOT covered by the Creative Commons License that covers the majority of content on Futurismic; copyright remains with the author, and any redistribution is a breach thereof. Thanks. ]
Irena’s head chip woke her like a slow sunrise, a gradually rising voice cooing “good morning” inside her mind. Damn, two flaws already. The first was last night — too many weird dreams had interrupted her sleep. She would have noted the dreams in her alpha test journal, but this morning she couldn’t remember any of them. She must have chewed out her subconscious for shoddy work so it was giving her the silent treatment.
The second, more concrete flaw: she had specifically asked to be awakened with a sudden jolt. She detested the cloyingly sweet morning alarm that did not resemble her own thoughts. Maybe Will McRae in Design could fix it. Continue reading CONSENSUS BUILDING by Tom Doyle
Tom Doyle’s “Art’s Appreciation” is a delightfully paranoid, anti-consumerist dystopia – so step inside, but please ignore the ads. 😉
[ IMPORTANT NOTICE: This story is NOT covered by the Creative Commons License that covers the majority of content on Futurismic; copyright remains with the author, and any redistribution is a breach thereof. Thanks. ]
Arthur knew they were after him. He was smarter than they were, but they were everywhere. They were disguised, but he had learned to spot them. And he had his Voices to help him.
A smiling tourist flashed the crowd periodically with a digital camera. Arthur froze. “That looks like one of them.”
The Voice he called Welles replied, “Right again, Boss.”
Arthur put on his ad-blocking polarized glasses to guard his vision, but he could make out the ghost image that had been aimed at his optic nerve. A soft drink ad — Stim Cola. He looked away as he hurried past the tourist.
An attractive young woman dressed in army surplus played a love song on her keyboard. “Mahler, this song is evil.”
“I’ll block it, Boss.” Arthur heard a combination of Bach with white noise countermeasures against the pop ballad’s overtone subliminals for fashion wear. But he couldn’t get the tune of the love song out of his head — he had heard it before. Continue reading ART’S APPRECIATION by Tom Doyle