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By Michael J Grady This may sound grandiose, but sometimes I feel like an Old Testament prophet. Of course, I lack a respectable beard, and being an atheist is a liability. On occasion, I’ve dared to call myself an artist in mixed company, and when you tell people you’re an artist, some look at you […]

My Daughter’s Mother By Michael J Grady Sasha watched Melissa playing on the living room floor. She sat back with a glass of wine in her hand, full of delight and longing. She never got tired of seeing how many ways Melissa could stack the blocks on the coffee table, how engrossed and entertained she

Bombast knew he had that thing that everyone wished for, but few people had: a sense of destiny. He knew — from the tip of his nose to the corns of his feet — that he was born to greatness, and the humble place he occupied now was just the ending of the first act

Herb was stiff, swollen, and throbbing — but not the way he used to be when he woke up in the morning. He lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling. He must’ve thrown his back out while taking a shit the night before. Perhaps he had to be more careful. After a few minutes

By Michael J Grady We lost. I can’t get over it. It’s not just puzzling—it’s infuriating, especially when you consider the following stats: These numbers are not fringe positions; they reflect MAINSTREAM VIEWS! And yet, despite this overwhelming public support, we keep losing political battles. Donald Trump just swept all seven swing states, won the

Between the Lines of a Third-Person Bio. By ME “There has to be a way around it,” said Michael J Grady pacing anxiously through his bedroom. “It’s inevitable,” I said, looking at my reflection in his mirror, “at some point, everyone has to write a third-person bio.” “Everyone?” he asked, looking back at me. “Everyone

THE LAST BIG THING Or “You Can Automate Your Values.” By Michael J Grady “Automation is the last big thing,” said the Salesman as he began his presentation, “A.I. can do your accounting, clean your house, or fly a plane from one city to another on the other side of an ocean. Delegate a task

“HUMAN ERROR” By Michael J. Grady (I created an audio version as a part of ENOUGH ROPE, a forthcoming project. Considering how disappointing humankind has been this week, I thought a glib apocalyptic narrative would be a little therapeutic. Here’s a link to the audio: https://michaeljgrady.com/services/the-truth-about-project-x/ ) On a typical August morning, as an unintended

At her recent wellness exam,  the veterinarian said my cat was “in good condition, for an 18-year-old cat.” “Good,” I thought. I had been worried. Then I remembered that the average 18-year-old cat was dead. Compared to dead I think my cat is excellent. She’s doing infinitely better than a dead cat half her age.