Short Story Of the Day – Spock Goes Bonkers (flash fiction) by Bill Chance

“A man either lives life as it happens to him, meets it head-on and licks it, or he turns his back on it and starts to wither away.”
― Gene Roddenberry

Starship Pegasus
Italy, Texas

Starship Pegasus
Italy, Texas


I have been feeling in a deep hopeless rut lately, and I’m sure a lot of you have too. After writing another Sunday Snippet I decided to set an ambitious goal for myself. I’ll write a short piece of fiction every day and put it up here. Obviously, quality will vary – you get what you get. Length too – I’ll have to write something short on busy days. They will be raw first drafts and full of errors.

I’m not sure how long I can keep it up… I do write quickly, but coming up with an idea every day will be a difficult challenge. So far so good. Maybe a hundred in a row might be a good, achievable, and tough goal.

Here’s another one for today (#63) More than half way there! What do you think? Any comments, criticism, insults, ideas, prompts, abuse … anything is welcome. Feel free to comment or contact me.

Thanks for reading.



Spock Goes Bonkers


Doctor McCoy is excited because he has caught Spock with contraband hidden in his personal locker. Due to their innate sensitivity to Sucrose, Vulcans are known to use pineapples as a hallucinogen.

More of the conversation:

McCoy: “I’ve got that pointy-eared devil with the goods this time. Look! Real Pineapples Jim!”

Kirk: “What strain of pineapples, Bones?”

McCoy: “How the hell should I know? I’m a Doctor, Jim, not a Botanist!”

This is from the rarely-seen episode of the Original Series, “Spock Goes Bonkers” – which was pulled from distribution and all copies destroyed over concerns with excessive nudity and after the American Humane Society protested the scene with the Cocker Spaniel. Somehow, a copy has surfaced in Banja Luka, the second largest city in Bosnia and Herzegovina where it is screened in an abandoned cashew-nut warehouse on the third Tuesday of each month.

A ticket costs one hundred and fifty dollars.


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