Author

Alexandra Grunberg

Alexandra Grunberg is a New York City based author, actress, and screenwriter. She enjoys reading Stephen King novels by day and ruining her roommate's Netflix recommendations by night. Her work has appeared in Fantastic Stories of the Imagination, Flash Fiction Online, and more. She is the screenwriter of the webseries HOUSED in which she also appears as a lead character. More information about her writing can be found at her website, alexandragrunberg.weebly.com. This is her third story published in Daily Science Fiction.

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To the Graduating Class of '22

Decorative sabers and top hats. It was not an internationally popular graduation dress, but Hans Gutenberg had seen a century's worth of pictures of boys like him getting ready to face the world dressed to the nines. "We're going out in style," Lillian Geissman whispered. It was…

Magical Companion Applicant #2251, or "Maggie"

"Sir, is this place a joke to you?" The young man was not chuckling. The corgi tucked under his arm looked even less amused than Magical Animal Control Officer Adelaide Wilson felt. "I'm just trying to get my magical companion registered," said the man. Adelaide looked at the…

The Spice of Life

They forgot to bring flavor with them. They packed only the necessities, and even if someone remembered that eating was more than nutrition, Rivka doubted that cargo space would have been "wasted" on something as frivolous as pepper, paprika, cumin, and rosemary. As the…

Forget It

"Hello Mr.... Robinson? Is that right?" "Yes, that's correct." "Good, good. We always want to be sure with these things." "And you are..." "A-Bot." "Mr.--" "No mister. Just A-Bot." "Ok. A-Bot." "So, what erasure can I help you with today?" "Well, there was this relationship--"…

Lover's Quarrel

"Greg, we need to talk." "Oh jeez, listen Danny--" "No! I am tired of listening to you. All your stories from tour, all the fascinating people you have met, how much you have grown and changed, your amazing transformation, blah, blah, blah." "Danny--" "I am so fed up with this…

Echo

"I think you dropped this." Connor held out the pencil that had rolled under his desk. The girl sitting behind him took it, staring at him with wide brown eyes. For a moment their hands brushed each other, then the moment was over. Connor turned around to finish his math test,…

Casting Call

"I'm sorry, I just don't think you're right for the part." Michael Poksi shuffled the resume in front of him to the bottom of a large pile of resumes, the result of a disappointing casting day. He stared at his watch and sighed. 5:45. If the train was not running late, he might…