In the 1970s and 80s I toyed with becoming a science fiction writer. Some of the stories weren't bad, so I kept them around: Man of the Year -- a circular time travel story
Mortal Fallings -- a novella about violent religion in the dystopian future of the 1990's.
Preface to Introductory Transrational Morality -- an AI "textbook" from the far future speculates on the moral foundations of humans, now extinct.
The Life And Times Of A Few Small Appliances -- an unfinished and cluttered novella that should be a shorter story. It's about the first self-conscious robot tasked with trying to be human. Suffering chronic depression and a cognitive parasite, he becomes an accidental rapist and incompetent do-gooder. In the end he learns his whole life has been a lie, and chooses a path of self-deconstruction.
Eternal Truths -- an initial story in a hypothetical world where Jewish belief continues to evolve over centuries on an entormous multigenerational intergalactic spaceship, and schisms form over the relative rights of intelligent and unintelligent machines.
Another Rambling Legend From the War -- an inter-apocolyptic old uncle tells tall tales of previous wars as the next one approaches. (Reading this 40 years later, I'm amused to note that I thought a camera would be more expensive than an infantryman.)
Resurrectin Day -- a fragment of an unfinished story with the intriguing premise that the soul of every dead human can be retrieved, but only at the distance their soul has travelled at the speed of light since the moment of their death. I have no recollection of where I was heading with the plot, but I still like much of the way it started.
Second Honeymoon -- a maudlin romantic fantasy in which a NASA engineer and his wife hijack a space shuttle to spend their last years exploring the cosmos together.