There was fierce debate as to the order of the worlds in this particular system.
“I never pick!”
The very best.
There was fierce debate as to the order of the worlds in this particular system.
“I never pick!”
Originally published three years ago, this post presents a slightly reworked “Larissa is Coming”.
Onboard Theia, Sarah Chavous had just a few remaining moments to potentially save the Earth from an extraterrestrial attack. Continue reading ““Larissa is Coming””
“This isn’t a big deal,” David muttered.
“I wonder if we should run to the store?” Maria asked from the kitchen.
“Qianzhousaurus Feathers” originally appeared with Fictional Pairings in August of 2017.
Donald Barlow didn’t have any pots on his head or bands of aluminum foil wrapped around his arms.
That was a step in the right direction.
The old man was crazy, but, aside from an absurd hat, he answered the door in ordinary dress. Continue reading ““Qianzhousaurus Feathers””
A mysterious menace terrorizes the first major foray of mankind into space.
After two others disappeared into the basalt expanse beyond the habitation, the colony changed the previously established curfew into a lockdown.
The spice of life.
The time travelers had an idea.
That escalated quickly.
The first cathedral on the Moon was constructed with great blocks of basalt.
The new colonists were pleased and gazed on Earth with wonder.
A set of very short fiction pieces that I originally wrote for Twitter.
“What was that?”
“The reactor is failing. One of us has to go inside. I don’t want to be stranded halfway to Proxima.”
“Why don’t you go?”
“I guess I should. Could I take the emergency firearm?”
The captain shook his head before speaking.
“I’ll go with you.”
***
“We can drive the Lunar Roving Vehicle left by Apollo 17 to reach the rendezvous point.”
“You know the batteries in that LRV were dead decades ago.”
“Let the children have some hope. We will probably be out of oxygen before we get to the LRV. Just let them hope.”
***
The flight recorder from the lost interstellar mission was recovered.
“And?”
“The crew appeared to believe they’d somehow returned to Earth.”
“Why?”
“That remains to be determined, but you’ll hear what sounds to be my voice and your own communicating with them.”
A set of very short fiction pieces that I originally wrote for Twitter.
The pestilence spread through rain, although the dynamics of this airborne contagion baffled speechless authorities.
The remarkable fatality rate spoke volumes.
The distressed and displaced flooded in Las Vegas, Phoenix, and San Diego, desperate to avoid the thunder.
A set of very short fiction pieces that I originally wrote for Twitter.