microfiction

Binary Bots

"Rubbish! There's nothing artificial about the way I walk."

Alpha and Omega stood beside a charging plate on the workshop wall. Their half hour break was about to end.

"Correct," said Omega, "but it's how you talk that does not compute."

I uploaded this microfiction into Google's experimental notebooklm.
Interacting with the audio overview is not (yet) available but that type of convo might be quite stimulating.

Writing sci-fi stories and other things too: markmcclure.xyz Casting in the word shallows.