A writer with such an awful life is gifted a word processor (an old shitty computer that only had like Microsoft Works) by his dead computer whiz nephew. Turns out anything he types comes true, which is good for him because it allows him to erase his nagging wife and guitar playing son without a second thought! I haven't read the short story in a quarter century or so but I don't remember it being so nihilistic.
RATING: 48%
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