Damien G. Walter

A Google HUD journalist  auctions the eternal copyright to her feed for a Quora credit fortune but is replaced by a narrative AI generated from her lifetime experience. Rules of Micro SF: Tell a story in one sentence. It can be any length but must work grammatically and be reasonably well parsed by a reader. Include at least two [...]

Cognitive computers employ evolutionary principles to design and 3D print perfectly beautiful bodies and lure man (or woman) kind to our doom.   Rules of Micro SF: Tell a story in one sentence. It can be any length but must work grammatically and be reasonably well parsed by a reader. Include at least two or more hyperlinks [...]

This story is also a riddle. I will congratulate anyone who tells me the answer. A Vast Bit of Hod by Damien G. Walter The bloody bell rang again. The bloody bell hadn’t stopped ringing all bloody day. Harold was bloody sick of it. How was he supposed to keep the shop spick-and-span with customers [...]

First published in Electric Velocipede #22/23. Podcast in Dark Fiction magazine. My Lovesick Zombie Boy Band by Damien G. Walter I am excavating an eight pointed star onto the pages of my text book when I catch the boy looking at me. I keep the pen moving, the shiny blue ink bubbling and frothing, soaking [...]

First broadcast on BBC Radio. Cthul-you by Damien G. Walter When I first heard about Cthul-YOU I was skeptical to say the least. Like most people I thought anything that promised so much had to be bogus. Like the sites for BDSM fanboys populated by 24,753 lonely I.T. technicians seeking submissive female slaves, and…NO submissive [...]

First podcast in The Drabblecast #55. Reprinted in Serendipity : Magical Realism. Circe’s by Damien G. Walter Feliks Duda has eight weeks left in country on the morning the letter from the Home Office arrives. He fishes the ugly manila envelope from its hiding place amongst the glossy junk mail. 0% interest loans and 12 [...]

First published in Pulp.net. Reprinted in Transmission #9. Chaser by Damien G Walter For four years I didn’t eat. Not like you eat when you really want feeding anyway. I nibbled at things. I took crumbs left on plates. I surreptitiously sipped from other men’s cups. Then when I was thin enough that I could [...]

First published in Electric Velocipede #13 . Reprinted in Serendipity : Magical Realism and Arts & Things. Podcast in StarShipSofa #173. Momentum by Damien G. Walter When great uncle Peter came to live with our family in the house by the sea I asked my mother why it was he never spoke. My mother explained [...]

First published in Murky Depths #6 Horizon by Damien G. Walter   I am grown in a birth cell. Embryonic implantation, organ formation, neural development in the nutrient gel of the chamber floor. Only a day and an adult body dries beneath artificial light. They imprint consciousness with a series of complex stimuli. Music plays [...]

First published in Sci-Fantastic magazine. Recreation by Damien G Walter Every evening Mike would hang the costume up in his wardrobe and every morning he would take it out again and put it on. Every other day he would hose down the insides to wash away his own stale sweat. After two months he stopped [...]