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Check out the full list of participants over at the Six Sentence Sunday home site. In the world of the future, anybody can use genetic treatments to look exactly how they want – or can they? This will be my last six from ‘Gotta have that look’, and hopefully I’ll be able to pick something new to share sixes from by next week!

First Six. Second Six. Third Six. Fourth Six. Fifth Six. Sixth Six.
Seventh Six. Eighth Six. Ninth Six. Tenth Six. Eleventh Six.

I could recognize the voice. No matter how much she changed her look, she hadn’t touched a vocal cord manipulator in a year and a half. “Thanks for coming to visit me, Diane.”

A fluffy pillow hit me in the face before I spotted it coming. “You’re not welcome,” Diane screamed. “You really frighten me, Jimmy, and if anything more serious than this had happened to you, I’d have… well, I don’t know what I’d have done, and you might never have known, but I’d never have forgiven you.”

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Remember to check out the full list of participants over at the Six Sentence Sunday home site. In the world of the future, anybody can use genetic treatments to look exactly how they want – or can they? Thanks to everybody who’s given me feedback so far.

First Six. Second Six. Third Six. Fourth Six. Fifth Six. Sixth Six.
Seventh Six. Eighth Six. Ninth Six. Tenth Six.

I woke up in a bed with stiff white sheets, and could feel a needle taped into the soft underside of my elbow and one of those crazy hoses stuffed into a spot where you never want to have anything going into your body, even if it lets you take a piss without getting up out of bed.

The lights were so bright that I couldn’t keep my eyelids up for more than a second, but I got an impression of a hospital room in that second. (Not that I really remember being in a hospital room, but you see them on Graph videos all the time.) While I was recovering from that overdose of light, I heard footsteps crossing the room, and suddenly there was much less light filtering through my closed eyes. I tried opening again, and was able to make out an unfamiliar figure standing next to the light switch.

“You’re a damn idiot, Jimmy Shelton.”

Thanks for all the feedback! I will try to bring back presents from Dragon*Con for all of you, but it might take a little while. 😉

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Remember to check out the full list of participants over at the Six Sentence Sunday home site. In the world of the future, anybody can use genetic treatments to look exactly how they want – or can they? Thanks to everybody who’s given me feedback so far.

First Six. Second Six. Third Six. Fourth Six. Fifth Six. Sixth Six.
Seventh Six. Eighth Six. Ninth Six.

When I went back for my booster shots on the growth spurt and muscle builder, my chin already looked different, and I thought I could feel a change in my biceps too. This time a girl gave me my shots – she was blonde and really pretty, and I couldn’t help but notice her engagement ring. She left me sitting alone in the privacy room after, saying that she’d be back to check on me in ten minutes.

I counted to sixty after she left, then used keycodes I’d downloaded onto my pocket-Smart to unlock the ‘Employees only’ door. It didn’t take me long to find a supply cabinet with a half-full box of hypodermic vials marked ‘Bright green eyes’ and a long formula reference that I didn’t understand.

I knew how to re-sterilize myself, though, and inject myself with a fresh needle.

Have a great week, everybody!

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Remember to check out the full list of participants over at the Six Sentence Sunday home site. In the world of the future, anybody can use genetic treatments to look exactly how they want, except for our hero apparently…

First Six. Second Six. Third Six. Fourth Six. Fifth Six. Sixth Six.
Seventh Six. Eighth Six.

“You can’t sign a waiver until you’re eighteen, Jimmy – and I couldn’t give you one anyway for this kind of allergy. But we can get you started on the rest of your program.”

I was tempted to tell him to shove the program, that if I couldn’t have green eyes none of it was any use, but… “Yeah, let’s go with the rest.”

I’ve always been better with computers than people. After I got home with that first treatment doing its job on all of my cells, I crawled onto the Graph and found out a lot about my local Transform-U franchise, including several details that they don’t really want customers finding out about.

I’ll try to send cupcakes or other fun treats to everybody who comments – no promises this week, though.

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Thanks very much to the mods at Six Sentence Sunday for keeping order in the list, week after week. I’m glad if you’ve been enjoying my little story about teenage science fiction and genetic treatments to look good…

First Six. Second Six. Third Six. Fourth Six. Fifth Six. Sixth Six.
Seventh Six.

“I’m sorry, I tried every green-eye variant that we’ve got in the state. You’ve got an overactive genetic defense mechanism on your P2BKY-3 receptor, and -you’re allergic to green eyes. You’d be miserable until well after the color faded. I’ve got a call out, there might be somebody who’s got a new green sequence ready to go that we can get shipped in.”

“No, you don’t understand!” I exclaimed. “I can deal with… with a runny nose and itchy eyes, or whatever the allergy symptoms are.”

I’d love it very much if you told me what you thought. (Sorry, out of cookies this week.)

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It’s still all about teenagers and sci-fi cosmetics, genetic tech to modify bodies for the sake of looking good.

First Six. Second Six. Third Six. Fourth Six. Fifth Six. Sixth Six.

“What about the eyes?”

“You’ll look great with green eyes, kid; the girls will be all over you.”

I only wanted one, I thought, but smiled as he put the needles to my arm and took what he needed.

When the sales rep came back into the consultation room, there was a trace of jowls around his cheeks that hadn’t been there before. “Jimmy, I’m so sorry.”

“What’s wrong?”

More cookies for everybody who comments!

A little insecure about Camp Nanowrimo…

So, yeah, I remembered about Insecure Writer’s Support Group at the eleventh hour. 😉

But it’s a fairly good day for it, because I just started the August session of Camp Nanowrimo. I’ve pushed myself to a pretty good day 1 word count – in fact, the scene with my character’s mother and the witch just started flowing so well that I didn’t want to stop in the middle of it, and I’ve got 1897 words now.

But this is really the first time that I’m going to Camp Nanowrimo and not hanging out on the rebel side of Camp. August last year, I said that I was a rebel editor for camp, and I didn’t really end up with much to show for my editing, though I learned a lot about structure from Lani Diane Rich’s Storywonk revision class. In June, I got about 20,000 words done and more than half a dozen stories, so I’m calling that a rebel win.

This time, it’s fifty thousand or bust. I’m excited and yeah, a lot nervous about that.

But onward! The only way out of camp is the finish line. 😉

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It’s still all about teenagers and sci-fi cosmetics, genetic tech to modify bodies for the sake of looking good.

First Six. Second Six. Third Six. Fourth Six. Fifth Six.

I cleared my throat, brought out the pocket-Smart, and then with a shrug I just let him see the list. It wasn’t like I really had a problem talking to strangers, but that seemed easier. He scanned the list and tapped a few things on a monitor screen that was turned away from me. 

“Okay, we’ll have to test if you’ve still got growth spurt potential, but we should be able to get you to your target height in about three weeks. Do you mind if you get taller, later? Your body might have its own ideas about when it wants to grow?”

Since the cookies for comments deal was fun last time, I’m continuing it for this week. 😉

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Thanks very much to everybody who commented last week! Yes, it’s all about sci-fi cosmetics, genetic tech to modify bodies for the sake of looking good.

First Six. Second Six. Third Six. Fourth Six.

It’s been nearly two years since I’ve been to Transform-U. They don’t let you make an appointment until you’re thirteen, so nearly everybody goes to check it out after their birthday, though you can only get a few treatments when you’re that young. I tried growing my hair out blond, having a smaller nose, and the perfect tan treatment. None of it really seemed worth paying for on a longer-term basis, so I just sort of went back to more or less the way I was born.

The sales rep who was available for a walk-in five minutes after I got there was a tall man, and his hair was starting to grow grey – I thought that was natural, but wasn’t sure about the rest of him. “So, Jimmy, what can I do for you?”

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It’s good to be back for Six Sentence Sunday, though I took last week off in the Polaris excitement.

First Six. Second Six. Third Six.

Jimmy was talking with his friend Bryan about getting a ‘new look’ to impress a girl.

“Not too tall, but at least 170, strong arms, square jaw.” I looked up at Bry. “Can they do all this down at Transform-U?”

“Oh, so little Jimmy’s finally ready to stop being the short duckling and man up?” Darren put in. “Yeah, it’ll take a little time – especially the extra height. It takes a while for those shots of theirs to grow out your bones, and even longer if you wanna get short again.”

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