The Other White Meat
I need an author to help me write a short Sci-Fi story. I have an outline in my mind, but I don't have enough practice developing a story to fill in the cracks. The basic concept I have in mind goes like this:
Introduce "Farmer Bob" and his wife, who are enjoying a nice country breakfast/lunch. A knock on the door changes the mood, and "Bob" becomes somewhat depressed.
Enter "Lawyer Larry" who has come to discuss "Bob's" financial situation. The farm is nearly out of options, "Bob" is going to have to sell. His obsolete beef farming practices just aren't enough to make it in this modern world. "Bob" insists that his farming practices are far more natural than modern methods.
During the conversation, "Bob" offers "Larry" a bite to eat (a burger, perhaps). "Larry" asks "Have you ever tried real Iowa corn-fed beef." To which "Bob" replies, "Once, it tasted real gamey."
The conversation eventually breaks up, and "Bob" goes to check on the barn. When he flips on the light, it reveals several steel vats marked "Pork," "Chicken," "Beef," etc. Each vat has a rake that travels back and forth over the contents. "Bob" walks over to the vat marked "Beef" and adjusts the controls. The machine is labeled "Bovine Electrostimulus and Sustenance Integration Equipment" (B.E.S.S.I.E.). Along with a familiar logo and the tag line "We bring good things to life."
Conclusion: "Bob" walks over to the window, revealing that we are in fact on the 100 and something floor of an arcology in what used to be downtown Manhattan. He marvels at the forest below and wonders why anyone would want to eat meat produced digitally (ala Star Trek).
If you think my story is too far fetched, check this out. I don't think it's going to be science fiction for very long!
Introduce "Farmer Bob" and his wife, who are enjoying a nice country breakfast/lunch. A knock on the door changes the mood, and "Bob" becomes somewhat depressed.
Enter "Lawyer Larry" who has come to discuss "Bob's" financial situation. The farm is nearly out of options, "Bob" is going to have to sell. His obsolete beef farming practices just aren't enough to make it in this modern world. "Bob" insists that his farming practices are far more natural than modern methods.
During the conversation, "Bob" offers "Larry" a bite to eat (a burger, perhaps). "Larry" asks "Have you ever tried real Iowa corn-fed beef." To which "Bob" replies, "Once, it tasted real gamey."
The conversation eventually breaks up, and "Bob" goes to check on the barn. When he flips on the light, it reveals several steel vats marked "Pork," "Chicken," "Beef," etc. Each vat has a rake that travels back and forth over the contents. "Bob" walks over to the vat marked "Beef" and adjusts the controls. The machine is labeled "Bovine Electrostimulus and Sustenance Integration Equipment" (B.E.S.S.I.E.). Along with a familiar logo and the tag line "We bring good things to life."
Conclusion: "Bob" walks over to the window, revealing that we are in fact on the 100 and something floor of an arcology in what used to be downtown Manhattan. He marvels at the forest below and wonders why anyone would want to eat meat produced digitally (ala Star Trek).
If you think my story is too far fetched, check this out. I don't think it's going to be science fiction for very long!
2 Amendments:
I have an old story I dabble with now and again, like to read it?
Love to! You have my "normal" email address.
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