Elisha Gray’s Telephone, A Science Fiction Story
by Linux Spangler
June 5th, 2025
I’m not a mad scientist. Sorry—I just needed to get that off my chest. I’m an inventor, and I’m not insane. My name is Professor Sirius Moppe (it’s a weird one, I know) and this is (obviously) my journal. Anyway, as I said before, I’m not crazy. I might have a psychiatrist, but I’m no Einstein. At least I get dressed in the morning. (No, Einstein didn’t get dressed. He thought it wasted brainpower). Sure my lab/London apartment is messy, but it’s in active use (yes, I live in London); and I guess my hair is pretty long, but that means nothing (if you think that hair length defines gender, you’re wrong. My hair is perfectly fine). Anyway, away from the ‘sanity’ subject—I’m trying to file a patent (for my invention, mind you) before this insufferable fool Ryan Martins does, and it’s not quite so easy as it sounds.
Stay tuned for the next installment of Elisha Grey’s telephone next month!