The Dance of Genesis (a short story)
I wrote this short story last year in a day. It was on a day in which I didn’t have much going on and I awoke with an idea for a story. I tried shopping it around to several magazines after polishing it but didn’t have any luck with that. So that it’s at least out there, here it is on my blog. I hope that you enjoy “The Dance of Genesis.” * * * Jessie ran up the hill naked with a smile upon her face, her bare feet kicking the red dust beneath her. In the early morning she had just finished up her exams for the semester, and would be heading back to Earth for the holiday break. To celebrate the end of her arduous exams, Jessie rode her secondhand motorcycle a few miles away from the university. She was what many called a social butterfly, participating in many student activities and parties. But when Jessie felt the need to be alone, there was this small lake next to a hill where anyone else seldom ventured; here she would often go skinny-dipping, meditate, and simply enjoy