Lana V Lynx
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Avid reader and occasional writer of satire and short fiction. For my own sanity and security, I write under a pen name. My books: Moscow Calling - 2017 and President & Psychiatrist
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Pigeon on a Mission
Hungarian Prime-minister Viktor Orbán has done a lot of travel in a short period of time since Hungary became the EU Council rotating chair for six months on July 1, 2024. He calls it a “peace mission.” His X (Twitter) timeline has it all documented in glossy propaganda terms using a lot of euphemisms and strong imagery.
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in The Swamp
The Vending Machine. Top Story - July 2024.
This novella is inspired by a 1972 short comedy film The Vending Machine written and directed by John Ewing. Mr.Ewing was a long-time director (40+ years) of the Cinematheque movie theater of the Cleveland Institute of Art.
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Fiction
The Vending Machine - 3
Ashton didn’t drink the “solve global warming” Coke for three days. He knew that procrastination was probably not the best approach, but he just couldn’t bring himself to drink it and set off another calamity. In his head, he was running all possible scenarios of what could go wrong with this option, as he now knew that the machine would somehow pervert everything. So he held off. In these three days, the world was engulfed in an unprecedented heat wave bringing the wildfires, drought killing all the crops, and torturing people with heat exhaustion. Ashton had the dreams of flying Coke again, telling him “You must drink it.”
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Fiction
The Vending Machine - 2
Next morning, the global news was buzzing with the coverage of the Atlantis and the mostly finished housing. No one seemed to know how this new development was built there and why. News reports had not a single mentioning of the homeless solution disaster.
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Fiction
The Diva's Diary - 4
Day 5 (June 10, 2026) Morning dawned without the comforting presence of my husband by my side, only stronger confirming my growing suspicions that he might be deliberately avoiding me. He had prepared my meals and left another affectionate note, only to vanish without a trace.
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Humor
