Meredith Harmon
Bio
Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
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We're Insane
What the bleeping bleep are we bleeping thinking?? We’re packed and on the road for a trip. To Florida. I’m the ride-or-die friend, folx. You need help, I’m there, doing whatever I can to get you out of the fix. My intensity isn’t for everyone, and that’s okay. Like Dr. Nerdlove says, I’m not everyone’s cup of tea, but I’m some people’s shot of whiskey.
By Meredith Harmon8 months ago in Wander
Skin Deep
They look perfect, don’t they? Good. Then I’m doing my job. We were so happy when the AI industry fell. What was it with images of fingers, and scissors? Horrible results. All because those with the money didn’t want to pay artisans what they’re worth.
By Meredith Harmon9 months ago in Futurism
Something's Gotta Give
I’m not drunk enough to write out this story. Which is a shame, since I’m highly allergic to alcohol. As in the “one mouthful and take bets if the ambulance gets here in time” scale of things. And I can’t even chug a soda, because that would spike my diabetic self into the stratosphere.
By Meredith Harmon9 months ago in Psyche
Perchance to Dream. Runner-Up in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge.
I wasn’t too thrilled when the new neighbors moved in. Look, I don’t care if they’re gay or not, really, but… did they have to be next door? Oh, don’t look at me like that, I just don’t want to be close enough to hear their extracurriculars, and you know this development’s walls are paper thin. One can only do so much with noise-cancelling headphones.
By Meredith Harmon10 months ago in Fiction
No Contest. Runner-Up in The Life-Extending Conundrum Challenge.
They don’t know how angry I am. Nanobot technology was supposed to heal bodies, right? Knit up torn tendons, fix broken bones faster, snip out those nasty cancer cells. Once the side effects were made known, hunh, suddenly no one without a couple million in the bank could even hope to find it available.
By Meredith Harmon10 months ago in Longevity
Cavernous Appetite
I am so tooth-achingly sick of virgins! Who thought this was a good idea? This isn’t tender meat – there’s hardly any meat on the bones! Not fattened up properly, not raised on proper feed, not ripened, and dressed up in enough extras that peeling them isn’t even worth the drama. And the screaming! Can’t they make their tribute fall asleep beforehand, so I don’t have to do it all myself?
By Meredith Harmon10 months ago in Humor
