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Feeling way behind
I came down with a cold two weeks ago, and the next thing I know, I’ve missed three of my own deadlines for posting stories, haven’t danced in two Mondays, and haven’t done a lick of the design work for the non-profit I’m trying to work with. In good news, I can sleep soundly through the night again without choking on my own phlegm. It’s times like these that remind me not to try to “catch up”, but just to keep moving. It’s not like I fell off a bandwagon; I can’t make up for two weeks of missed productivity. That said, there will be a story this Saturday. It…
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“Entering Valhalla” posted
Moving a bit in the timeline of the Transhuman Congress to the late 25th century with “Entering Valhalla“: “There’s no way you finished Mueller’s game already! Sweet kittens, that fifth scenario is ridiculous!” Nana whined. Viktoriya sighed and pulled a short blue dress from her closet. “Just use a slingshot around Cyrus. That’ll get you out of the system with your money. Since you know the secret, can we please go out to finish shopping? You’ll have time tomorrow morning to finish that one.” She touched a panel on her wall and held the dress up against herself as the wall shimmered into a mirror. Perfect.
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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…
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“Needs denied” posted
My story this week is a new one in the Meta-physics plot arc of the Transhuman Congress, called “Needs denied“: Chase shook his head slightly. “Are you interested?” Miriam didn’t have to think more than twice. “Yes, but I’m not going to be quiet and meek and let stuff slide.” He actually smiled slightly. “That’s good. Keep that attitude. I have a variety of projects I want to bring you in on.” “Projects like the Metas?” Miriam fired back. Chase’s smile twisted a little as he said, “Yes, projects like the Metas. Projects like Lina. The Hadas and the Nortons.”
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“Surgical Strike” posted
As promised last week, I have another Transhuman Congress story up, called “Surgical Strike“: Sirpa waved a hand at the monitor. “We are adaptable.” “I can see that…” Harold said slowly with narrowed eyes. “Can I have your name?” “Not yet,” Sirpa said, moving her lips in a facsimile of a smile. Harold didn’t smile with her/us. “We aren’t human, Harold, however much you want us to pretend to be. We have no ‘humanish mannerisms’ other than what we learned when we woke five months ago. This specific physicality is not tightly bound to our existence as your body is.” I went back to my “Lina” characters this week, complete…