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I had two goals for the year. One was to learn how to spell restaurant without checking. That one I actually managed pretty quick, once I set my mind to it.

The other was to finish and sell at least one short story. That was harder, but I pulled it off. This week my short story “The Faraday Bag,” was published in an anthology called Membrane. It’s my first ever published fiction. It’s a sci-fi/crime story set in the near future, where the economy has collapsed and student loan debtors are hunted in the streets.

It also includes nine other stories stories, each with a full-color illustration, about “android cannibals, a clown plague, Nazi zombies, alien cancer, killer nuns, and more, as well as original and vintage art and photography.”

For now it’s only available as an e-book, but a print edition is planned for next year.

Buy it now from the publisher for $5, DRM free: http://dreadfulcafe.com/publications/membrane

Or buy it from Amazon for $6: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00H8QQ364/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=B00H8QQ364&linkCode=as2&tag=technoccult-20

All proceeds will go to St. Jude’s Children’s Research Hospital.

Here are the first few paragraphs of my story:

I knocked out Brock’s front left tooth the day I met him. He and Colton tried to mug me during my first delivery to the Complex. They were just a couple of scrawny teenagers, but I’m not a big girl and they had knives. So I hit Brock in the mouth with my bike lock. Colton’s older brother, Connor, broke-up the fight before it got any worse.

Two years later I still had nightmares about it and still hated doing deliveries at the Complex. My heart pounded as I approached their perch on the picnic table in the center of the courtyard. They didn’t even glance up from their phones.

“Going to see Carl,” I said, handing them a couple of warm energy drinks from my bag. “Keep an eye on my bike, yeah?”

“Si, senorita,” Brock said with a big toothless grin. I hated him calling me “senorita.” I didn’t even speak Spanish.
And seeing his missing tooth always made me feel like shit.

The Complex was a block of six withered apartment buildings on the edge of Seattle. They were supposed to have been condos, but construction had halted on the neighboring light rail line during the Iran War and it was never completed–so the Complex ended up as low-income housing instead. It bordered an abandoned shopping center full of junkies with a habit of breaking into people’s cars and apartments. Brock and Colton were like the Complex’s immune system. I guess they decided I was non-harmful.

I jogged up the stairs to Carl’s apartment. He answered the door as out of breath as I was and, dragging his oxygen tank, went into the kitchen to make me a cup of instant coffee. He never let me help, so I took my customary place on the spine-mangling papasan.

“The apartment next to mine just opened up, Juana,” Carl said, handing me my coffee. “We could be neighbors.”

“I haven’t saved enough for a deposit yet,” I said. “And I couldn’t rent an apartment in my own name, even if I could afford it. Loan Enforcement would pick me up, throw me in a restitution camp.”

As if I’d wanted to live there anyway. But hey, at least it would be my own place.

I set his pills on the coffee table. A month’s worth of black market Avastin, a cancer drug, fresh from the pharmaceutical printer in Landon’s basement. A year’s supply would have cost him about $100,000 if he bought them from the pharmacy.

“I never should have gone to college in the first place. It’s not like I ever wanted to work in an office or anything,” I said.

“At least you had the opportunity,” Carl said. “Those boys out there probably never will.”

I hadn’t thought about that. Colton’s mom had been serving cocktails at a strip club ever since self-driving trucks went online and all the truck stops closed down. I had no idea what Brock’s parents did, or whether they were even around, but I was pretty sure they wouldn’t be co-signing on any loans.

“I wonder where they’re going to end up,” I said. “These days you can’t even get a job as a dishwasher without a degree. Hell, I have a degree and I can’t get a job as a dishwasher.”

Carl tapped his phone to confirm the purchase. I always felt like letting the clients keep my cut. Carl barely scraped by on his Social Security check.

My phone rang on the way out of the building, and my stomach did a backflip when I saw the caller ID. I almost let it go to message, but answered at the last second.

“I thought you didn’t want to talk to me anymore,” I said.

“I never said that,” Nicole said. “I just wanted to give it some time, after what happened.”

“Yeah, so why now? It’s been, like, six months.”

Seven months and 12 days, but who’s counting?

“I need someone I can trust,” she said. “Can you meet me at Bar Nuit in an hour?”

I wanted to say no. Wanted to tell her to find someone else to be her puppy dog. But of course I said yes.
This book is different. First, it's chock-full of amazing art and boundary-crossing, far-out fiction... like a plague of clowns, a secret invasion of Nazi undead, a killer nun, a dead grandmother who gives relationship advice, double-crossing android cannibals, a digitized serial killer, and more. There's even a rock opera about alien cancer. The stories and art collected here are unreal, imaginative, and intense. But more importa...
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I used to have trouble with restaurant as well, but I say it in my head as "rest - ah - you - rawnt" and it comes out spelled right now.
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Coumunity, the online magazine of Thee One True TOPI Tribe, is up. I wrote an article for it about my experience co-orgnizing EsoZone and the way the lust for more attendees can ruin a beautifully sm
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Rahel Aima on "aspirational weirdness": Whose future, and in whose name? I’m thinking about Joel Dinerstein’s writings on ‘techno-fundamentalism’ and ‘technology as White mythology’ her
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Scott R. DiMarco of the Mansfield University of Pennsylvania campus library writes: The story begins with two staff members and one librarian who enthusiastically created and ran a week of interact
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This is about where I'm at on GMOs: Let me get a few things out of the way. I'm a crazy fucking hippie. I go to Burning Man every year. I teach yoga. I live in a co-op. For the past two years I'
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This week on Mindful Cyborgs, instead of bring on a guest, Chris Dancy and I discussed news stories such as Wired's story on meditation in Silicon Valley and The Verge's Union 2.0 story. The hi
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Nafeez Ahmed writes for the Guardian: Why have Western security agencies developed such an unprecedented capacity to spy on their own domestic populations? Since the 2008 economic crash, security a
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The Verge reports: Sky Deutschland, the German wing of TV provider Sky, is testing a marketing concept that may be pure evil genius, or possibly just pure evil. The BBC and others report that Sky D
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HAARP is down, but rumors of its demise may have been exaggerated: The shutdown is reported to be only a temporary one, with the facility having been shuttered sometime between late May and mid
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In the 1970s, U.S. Army Lieutenant Colonel Jim Channon proposed the First Earth Battalion, an attempt to apply counter cultural currents of the time to the U.S. military. Now there's the Synergy S
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Writer for Wired Enterprise, columnist at TechCrunch.
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I'm a writer deciphering developer culture and emerging technology at Wired Enterprise. I also write a monthly column for TechCrunch. My main areas of focus are software development, data science, big data and open source.

You can contact me at "me at klintfinley.com." If it's sensitive, you can find my public GPG key at the bottom of this page.

I live in Portland with my wife and cat. And like any good Portlander, I'm hopelessly addicted to coffee, love microbrew, and prefer food carts to restaurants. In my spare time record and perform strange sounds asPsychetect, blog all sorts of stuff at Technoccult, draw, run and lift weights.

Key cognitive mutation vectors (incomplete and in no particular order): Throbbing Gristle, Merzbow, Sunn 0))), R.U. Sirius, St. Jude, Burroughs and Gysin, Hakim Bey, Alan Moore, Grant Morrison, The Headmap Manifesto, Disinfo, Key 23/64, EsoZone, Irreality, Church of the SubGenius, Alejandro Jodorowsky, Haruki Murakami, William Gibson, Bruce Sterling.

You can read an interview with me here, and there's a very flattering write-up about me here.

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