08 February 2013

#fridayflash: age of miracles

"Ugh." Tala hit the "ignore" button on her device. "Why is she so freaked out about those stupid pills, anyhow? It's just cancer. It's not like it's life-threatening."

"I think it used to be," Manda said. "My great-grandmother — like, my dad's grandmother? — she died when she was super young, like, eighty, and I think that's what it was."

"Yeah, well, people used to die of AIDS too. It's not a big deal anymore. She only has to take the pills for a week."

 "So let's go and pick them up for her and be done with. She's your grandmother, and she's sick. Why isn't that good enough?"

"I just mean..." Tala stopped, not sure what she meant. "We need to go this way."

"Aren't you going to tell me about going over to Mark's place for dinner? That would be a lot more interesting than fretting about those stupid pills."

"They're weird. They're like these back-to-nature types. They don't even have a printer in the kitchen."

"No way! How do they make stuff to eat?"

"Ugh, it's like something from those interactive museums they used to make us go to when we were in school. Get this: Mark's dad had to chop up the greens to make the salad. Then he cooked the main meal on this big cubey thing, what do they call them, stoves? Who knows how old it is or where they got it from. It took forever, like half an hour or something."

"How was the food?"

"I guess it was okay. It tasted good, but all the textures were different. Like there was crunchy bits and soft bits all put together. Pasta primavera they called it. It had pretty colours. Mark was so embarrassed when he found out I'd never had unprinted food before. He said he would have explained things to me better. He's so sweet. Oh! and for dessert, we had an apple crisp. That took an hour to cook. But it was good, though, and the texture was more consistent."

They reached the pharmacy counter. Tala flashed the prescription notice at the scanner and waited for the pills to be dispensed.

"How's the new job going, anyhow?" she said to Manda.

"It's great," said Manda. "It's hard to stay organised, but I'll figure it out. Tomorrow we're going on a floor tour."

"Floor tour?"

"Yeah, actually see the tablet components being printed and assembled. Sounds cool."

Tala rolled her eyes. "For that you went to university for four years?"

Manda flinched. "Well, I might be able to forecast design trends better if I actually understood the material limitations."

"Ugh. Makes me glad I'm majoring in business. I'm hungry. Let's go find a print vendor."

Manda shrugged and followed her.


  1. you have just shown me the future, food produced by 3-d printers. Ughhh!

    marc nash

  2. Oh dear and I thought coffee vending machines were bad enough!

    Nice futuristic world Katherine. Loved the dialogue between to two girls.

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    1. A run of cancer-killing pills, a food-equipped 3D printer, or an overentitled, spoiled, twentysomething woman-child?

  4. I love the young voice on this, very teenagery.
    I worry that this is how it will be - given all the processed foods we have available already this isn't such a stretch to imagine!

  5. The dialogue is very well written and the storyline is interesting. I really liked it.

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  7. This definitely felt like two co-eds talking about their boyfriends and majors. And the worldview- taking everything for granted and talking about the past as if it’s ancient history- is spot on for that age. Fun piece.

  8. Haha, hungry for print. There are much worse futures to live in, and I believe such teenage voices will persist into it.

  9. This was great, and I loved your graphic (of course)!

    I'd go for unprinted food too.

  10. Food printers, the McDonalds of the future, lol!

  11. Makes me long for the quaint future vision of Jane Jetson and Rosie the robot. :)

  12. This amused me all the way through, there are just so many good lines and references in there.

    We still use one of them big cubey things, but I'm only fifty nine, maybe I'll be a bit more up-to-date when I hit two hundred. (Heheh!!)

  13. I hope I live long enough to see this realized. I was hooked from the moment I read that cancer was no longer a threat, and dying at eighty was young. Such a wonderful world you've created.

    1. Thank you! If only the characters that live in it would appreciate it, eh?

  14. With the sudden interest in 3D printers, this seem all too plausible...


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