On Life and Love

Another story series started

Whoo. If you can believe it, I’m starting up a second story series, tentatively titled “The Witches of Ming Ung“, which will be published on Wednesdays. Transhuman Congress will continue to be published on Saturdays.

“Witches” is a fixed-length series, so it won’t just be me splashing around in a pool of gooshy artificial intelligences. It’s science fiction, like TC, but in a different ‘verse and with a different feel. It’s a journey with a beginning and an end.

The first baby is called “First sight“:

She hit the streets running, heading out of her tiny town, out into the desert. She ran straight towards Hun and Han, both heavy and pale blue in the eastern sky.

She felt herself slowing down as the eastern horizon began to lighten. She glanced back to see how far she’d come and felt her vision skew painfully as she turned.

She was suddenly in a mob, her feet barely on the ground as she was pushed and shoved with the mass of bodies. She coughed convulsively, lungs burning with heat and smoke. Her hand gripped Layla’s relentlessly as the crowd moved them away from the building, the explosion and the fires. She couldn’t lose her daughter in this crowd. She couldn’t, or she’d never find her again.