A poetic journey through the history of Anchorage, Alaska.
Ship Creek tent city
Foundation of the rail
Building the belt
In wind, rain, snow, and hail Continue reading ““An Ode to Anchorage””
A new day begins for the first human settlers on Proxima Centauri b, the nearest exoplanet to Earth.
I originally wrote “Indigo Skies on Proxima b” a few years ago. Proxima Centauri b, the nearest exoplanet to Earth, was discovered in 2016 and the subsequent conjecture surrounding the planet was a great source of inspiration to me. Artistic conceptions of the surface of this distant place also fired my imagination. Continue reading ““Indigo Skies on Proxima b”: A Celebration of the Alpha Centauri System”
The real difficulty was managing the bodies of the dead.
Settlers on chilly OGLE-2006-BLG-390 immediately encountered some inconveniences. Continue reading ““The Resurrection Machine””
“I know we have a long walk to the cemetery,” his grandfather explained, “but we need to work quickly.”
Johnny watched as his grandfather loaded bricks into a wheelbarrow. Continue reading ““Grandma’s Grave””
Circumstances changed dramatically when the ice crystals gained sentience and coalesced into Snowbeasts.
An observatory at the base of the cryovolcano was painstakingly constructed with study and survival in mind. Continue reading ““Snowbeasts””
No one expected Flat Top Mountain to rupture, sending a cascade of sentiment, rock, and trees into the surrounding valleys. The immense form that emerged from the ruined mountain was equally unanticipated.
I tweeted “Bituminous Abomination” in a series of tweets last spring during #SciFiFri – a hashtag promoted by @SciFiPrompt. Continue reading ““Bituminous Abomination”: A Short Story in Tweets”
Although the spring sun had made him sloppy and uneven, the snowman persisted.
Timmy stood inside the front door until the last minute. He didn’t want to linger in the yard longer than absolutely necessary. Continue reading ““Death Throes of a Snowman””
“I don’t lose,” said Hare.
The three survivors huddled in the recesses of the escape shuttle.
A red light suddenly turns green.
A lever slowly twists. Continue reading ““The Void””
Drop your sleeping bag down on an abandoned railroad line and keep one eye open to catch a glimpse of a haunted train.