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Short Stories 365:115

Over the past week, via Netflix, I've been watching No Ordinary Family because I'm a sucker for superpowers. And I actually quite liked it - it's too bad it strayed from the "family" and focused too much on their powers and the big evil conspiracy afoot - but overall, it was a fun show. Certainly it was better than season three of Heroes. When I was writing Light I was trying to be, uh, super-conscious of some of the fun themes of superheroes, though I think Kieran falls a wee bit short of being an outright superhero. I mean, he's "out" but he's not often "right."

Husband and I are also watching Arrow and are finding it... meh. The fellow is pretty, and that's nice and all, but shirtless hunks does not a consuming plot make. We're close to the end with it. It's just not... super.

"Superhero," by Justin McLachlan

Knowing how you're going to die doesn't seem much like a superpower, but much like , it can set someone on a path. A path filled with a certain kind of certainty: if you know you will die in circumstance A, then you are free to act in all the other circumstances, trying to stop whatever other evils you can face. It's a great concept, and the character is full of pathos throughout the story. Justin McLachlan spins a convincing and wonderful story here - this is not a simple tale, and the place of loss and pain from which the character gains strength is, well, super. I visualized this story from start to finish, and would love to see it as a short film.

This is the last tale in Red. This is an anthology of five stories each inspired by a discarded red scarf spotted at the side of the road by the editor. The five tales all have this key piece to them, but vary in the tone of the execution.