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My short stories do double duty.

No, scratch that. They do more like triple duty.

So, You Want to Write Short Stories?

They run from drabbles to works that are just this side of novellas. My shorter pieces serve a few purposes.

So first of all, they are the usual continuation and push for creativity. If I want to write every day or at least try to, then that is going to mean writing shorter pieces. So, there’s one reason for their collective existence.

Second of all, I have had a lot more of them published! Sometimes, it’s by a magazine that cannot pay me. Or, sometimes, I get a nominal sum. Hey, don’t knock it. It beats a kick in the teeth any day, am I right?

Or, it can be just for charity. So, no matter what the outcome and the profit (if any) there is, these are a part of my writer resume. A credit is a credit.

And finally, they can serve as almost an elevator pitch of sorts. For someone who is unfamiliar with what I write, I do not want to just plonk a huge novel on their virtual desk. No.

Rather, it makes more sense to lead them along gently, with something that is maybe 2500 words or so, more or less.

Face it, if it was a first date, you would not be getting down on one knee and handing over a ring, now, would you? So, instead, a short story is more like taking someone out for coffee. Short, sweet, and without a lot of commitment.

Self-Review – Miss Milky Way

It is Time for a Review of Miss Milky Way

Here she comes, Miss Milky Way…

Okay, maybe not that, exactly.

I wrote this story during the third quarter of 2018. But I do not believe there was any sort of prompt for it.

Background

The whole idea of an alien civilization requiring us to somehow pass a kind of test is not new to me. In that way, the plot of this one is rather similar to A Show for the Galaxy.

I suppose it comes from the standard nightmare of being suddenly thrust into a situation where you are taking a test with no preparation. But here, naturally, the stakes are even higher.

Plot

If beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder, then what happens if that eye just so happens to belong to a sapient non-human species?

With a lot of the usual weirdness that goes on in beauty pageants, there’s only one small problem in the contest to crown a new Miss Milky Way. It’s really tiny.

I probably shouldn’t even bother mentioning it.

What is it?

The losers will have their home planets destroyed.

Not even the runner-up to Miss Milky Way will be able to save her planet.

Characters

The characters are Earth competitor Kristi Smithers; Baenifa, who has glittery scales; Divix, who has lobster-like claws; Baenifa, who has glittery scales; Hruvna, who has numerous feather-like skin tags; and Kyiya, a jellyfish with a methane tank which she breathes from.

Then there are a number of contests who I do not name. One is composed entirely of vapor; another looks like a wolf on two legs; a third looks like a large eggplant with feet. Plus, there are a number of other contestants from other worlds in our galaxy.

Memorable Quotes from Miss Milky Way

“They’re all beautiful, ladies and gentlemen and intersex and non-gendered beings. Let’s all give them a round of applause!”

Applause was a relative term. Sometimes it was like human clapping. At other times, it was like whale songs or clicking or humming. Some of it was silent, and achieved by waiting. Such were the many ways the attendees at the first-ever Interstellar Pageant – at least it was the first one where Earth had sent a contestant – showed their appreciation.

The pride of Bayonne, Kristi Smithers, took it all in, smiling her best pageant smile, the one she had used since she was a child going to toddler pageants and sweeping those awards. Victory was all but assured. The Solar System pageant had been a piece of cake – as if she ever ate cake. This level would be no different.

Smile! Genre and Overall Mood for Miss Milky Way

The genre is science fiction. The mood runs the gamut from silly and cheerful to tense to defiant.

Rating for Miss Milky Way

The story has a K+ rating. A lot of this story is lighthearted and kind of silly. But the consequences of losing the pageant are rather frightening, and they are very, very final.

Takeaways

I like Kristi, who has spunk and heart and is a lot like the USO kick line character in Guilty of Imperfection, Jennifer Wesley. But unlike Jennifer, Kristi has a chance to stop things early.

And the best part about how Kristi can turn the tables is by scrapping the idea of a competition completely. So, the key to victory is to cooperate with the competition.

For the glittering prize of becoming the most beautiful woman in the galaxy pales in the face of potentially saving billions of lives. Kristi will take that tradeoff any day of the week.
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Self-Review – Water

It is Time to Take a Deep Dive into Water

I really like the idea behind Water, because I fully believe that this is the kind of action while will happen in the future. And, it should be a good story to document such a historical moment.

However, with very little dramatic tension in this story, it would be better as a small scene within a far larger piece.

I wrote this story during the third quarter of 2021.

Background

The original prompt word for this particular short story was just the word that became the title. And, heh, sorry, not sorry about the horrible play on words in the first section.

Plot

There is not too much of a plot to speak of. Still, it is the kind of activity which it makes sense for someone to write about: terraforming.

However, you should contrast this with the plot and overall soul of the far superior Mettle.

Characters from Water

The characters are Jason and Shelley, inventors in the future.

Memorable Quotes

“If this works, we’ll be rich,” said Jason.

“And if not?” asked Shelley.

“Eh, we’re no worse off than before, I guess.”

“How does it work?”

“It grabs hydrogen—the planet’s full of this stuff.”

“But there’s not a lot of oxygen,” she said.

“I know. But we only need half. And if we really need to, we can do little fancy molecular footwork.”

“I won’t pretend that I get the mechanics of it all. But whatever—let’s see if it all really works.”

Genre and Overall Mood

The genre is science fiction. The mood is cautiously optimistic.

Rating for Water

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways for Water

Whenever we as a species are truly able to perform this task, I feel that it would be a vital part of our overall development. This is the kind of activity that will be revolutionary. It will thoroughly alter the course of our history.

As such, it deserves a far more subtle and in-depth treatment than in this little throwaway story. Truly, it will be an epic achievement, and this short tale does not do it justice, not by a long short. And that is unfortunate.
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Self-Review – It’s Five O’clock Somewhere

Time to Look at It’s Five O’clock Somewhere

Of course, many if not all of us have heard the term it’s five o’clock somewhere before. It is always in the context of drinking at some weird hour. For this disturbing short story, that is precisely what is going on.

I wrote this story during the first quarter of 2018.

Background

I wrote something relatively similar to this back when I was writing a lot of fan fiction. But back then, I pulled a lot more punches, and that scene and story ended much more happily. Much, much happier.

Not so this time.

Plot

As the head of a time travel team talks about how time travel should be impossible, she also goes into what is essentially almost the Sapient Timeline theory. The idea about the Sapient Timeline theory is that time travelers are almost off the hook.

That is, that everything will eventually right itself in the end. Is it wishful thinking? Of course it is!

The narrator does not actually refer to it as wishful thinking in so many words. However, she does make it clear that looking at a timeline over the course of millennia does not do a damned bit of good for the people in the here and now.

Characters

The characters are really just the narrator, who supervises her team and her junior engineer. They work as time travelers or to support time travelers.

Memorable Quotes from It’s Five O’clock Somewhere

This is not supposed to be possible. The very thought of it just plain doesn’t work, in a philosophical sense. Yet here we are, and it exists so therefore it must be possible.

Cogito ergo whatever.

I shouldn’t be so flip about it. It’s bloody tragic and depressing is what it is.

Time travel is a beast and a wild invention and I’m glad I’m in charge of our team but at the same time, it’s got collateral damage. I suppose we don’t stop to think of some poor fellow who perishes in Pompeii, AD 79 who wasn’t supposed to. We don’t stop to think of the extra casualty at Antietam or the extra survivor of the Titanic who marries someone and another doesn’t get the opportunity. We don’t think about such things. {Rather,} we just let them go. They all are supposed to just even themselves out over the course of the millennia.

Genre and Overall Mood

It is science fiction. More specifically, it is time travel. And the mood is exceptionally depressing.

Rating for It’s Five O’clock Somewhere

The story has a T rating. The ending is seriously disturbing, and you may want to reach for a bottle of your own once you are done reading. Sorry.

Takeaways

This one is quite the gut punch. And it should remind a reader that there is every reason that time travel, if it is even remotely possible, should be hard to do. Really, really hard to do.
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Self-Review – Freshly Baked Bread

It is Time to Look at Freshly Baked Bread

Now, I enjoy freshly baked bread about as much as, well, anyone does, I suppose. But I really only get to enjoy it the same way the narrator of this short story does, by making it in a bread machine.

I wrote this story during the third quarter of 2018.

Background

I suspect that the prompt word for this short story was simply the word bread. But I will be the first to admit that I cannot be certain. Ah, well.

Plot for Freshly Baked Bread

The narrator, a young girl from Appalachia, comes from a family where the father does not trust the government at all. She and her parents live in a small cabin with a dirt floor and no running water or electricity.

With a belief system and a mistrust of the government a lot like the Branch Davidians, her parents make it clear: schooling is of the devil and reading is useless because the only things to read are sad and upsetting.

But the narrator, while she does not necessarily know better, at least to start, feels that her life could be different.

When she sees other children in the area going to an unfamiliar building, she joins in one day. Although she does make sure that her parents do not know what she is trying to do, or where she is going.

Since the school is essentially a modern version of a one-room schoolhouse, the teacher can advance her from grade to grade without anyone getting too suspicious. There is no place for the normal bureaucracy that goes along with enrolling a child in school, so that is not an issue.

Which I realize is unrealistic, of course. Normally, I would fix this by simply changing the story to an earlier time in history.

However, I do not want to do that because I would lose the idea of a bread machine, and I would lose the enormous gulf in the narrator’s circumstances between her and the rest of us.

After all, there are photographs that came out of Appalachia during the Great Depression which showed people in her exact, same circumstances. And I do not want to lose the contrast.

Are there still people in her original circumstances? How would we know?

Characters

The only real character is the unnamed narrator, who talks about her family and what happened after she could finally get herself out of a horrible situation.

Memorable Quotes

I suppose for some people it’s their earliest memory or it’s one of the early ones. It’s a homey smell, with the promise of something rich yet light and wholesome. It’s like the smell of incipient satisfaction. And I have never smelled it, until now. But I’ll start from the beginning.

We were poor growing up. Not the genteel poverty of quietly selling off the family jewelry. It also wasn’t the reckless maxing out of credit cards and then robbing Peter to pay Paul and sweet-talking collection agencies to keep them from repossessing the car.

It was different. I grew up in the mountains. There are still some homes without electricity or indoor plumbing. I know because I was brought up in one.

We ate wild game on the good days. On the bad ones, we would forage or make do with whatever was on the already-bare pantry shelves. My father didn’t believe in charity or government handouts, so we got neither. He would rather starve, and so that extended to us, that he would rather see us starve than take a handout.

At least I was an only child. That was most likely the sole bit of good luck my family has ever seen.

When I was six, I realized some nearby children would go someplace during the day. I asked my mother about it, and she said I shouldn’t talk about it anymore. Schools are of the devil, she said, and reading never did anyone any good because the only things to read were sad and painful things.

Genre and Overall Mood

The genre is contemporary fiction. The mood goes from a recounting of particularly hard times to becoming rather hopeful by the end. And if you have ever, personally, baked bread, you might see a parallel to disparate moments (ingredients, if you will) coming together at the end.

Rating

The story has a K rating. Her circumstances are hard, and she is hit on occasion. Still, I hope the reader can see that her story is moving in a positive direction. She ends up more than all right.

Takeaways (Time to Take that Freshly Baked Bread Out of the Oven)

I am not so certain that I want this character to be yet another genius. But she may very well not be one.

More likely, she is just some student, but she had to overcome incredible odds. She is the kind of person who should gain admittance to a truly great university, based on her resilience alone.

Frankly, as I have reread this story for the writing of this blog post, I have begun to wonder a bit. Like if she might merit her own actual book. Hmm.

And since her mother immediately says the only things to read are sad and upsetting, it gives me pause. Would the mother of the narrator warrant some more background and development?

Double hmm.
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Self-Review – Buzz

Let’s Look at Buzz

You will not need to get a good buzz on, in order to read about this short story!

I wrote this story during the second quarter of 2018. I believe the title is the prompt word. This seems to be as good a guess as any.

Background

While I cannot recall exactly what I was thinking a good (Egad, really? Yes, really!) seven years ago, the idea of using the term to denote caffeine ingestion is my kind of zig instead of zagging writing.

Plot

A member of a remote religious order loses their place in the community and their home for the unpardonable sin of going out for coffee.

Along with drinking something clearly impure and forbidden, the narrator has left the order’s compound.

And that, quite simply, is never allowed to happen.

A Small Buzz of Characters

The characters are the narrator, who talks about a person they only call the Guru, a barista for the coffee shop (never seen on screen) and at least one other person in the coffee shop.

Memorable Quotes

So I drank way too much coffee this morning and now I might be able to smell colors.

Okay, so I’m kidding about the colors, but I really am wired. Which is kind of odd, because everybody is so mellow at the retreat, so loose and calm. We all reflect, usually silently, and we eat our wholesome raw vegan foods and do yoga and the predominant fashion color choices are white, beige, blush, and saffron.

We are one with the universe.

And now my universe is hopelessly caffeinated.

It all started when I did something wrong, which I will admit to gladly and with no forcing. But we don’t call it wrong there or bad or evil or criminal or anything of the sort. I mean, it’s not horrible in the greater scheme of things, although I can tell the Guru thinks so.

My crime?

I went out for coffee.

Genre and Overall Mood

The genre is contemporary fiction, I suppose you could say. The mood? It is neutral more than anything else.

Rating for Buzz

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways

I really like the idea of the buzz from coffee waking us all up from our slumbers. And then, with the narrator, waking them up from simply blindly accepting every single little thing that goes on in the unnamed religious order.

In fact, they wake up so much so that they start to realize it was really a cult.

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Self-Review – Killing Us Softly

Let’s Look at a Short Story, Killing Us Softly

So, Killing Us Softly came from one hard to resist idea, that the alien invasion would come with neither a bang nor a whimper.

Rather, it would come with a sigh.

Of love.

Background

As far as I can tell, there haven’t been any stories about hostiles essentially killing us with kindness and love. Hence Killing Us Softly (named for the Roberta Flack song) follows that conceit.

I originally called the story The Callade Love Us. But the Flack song made a ton more sense to me.

Plot

When we finally get a signal from SETI, it is from the Callade. And they are so friendly that we let our collective guard down quickly. And that’s when things start to go downhill.

Fast.

Characters

The characters are General Susan Sheffield, President Talia Brookfield, and President Elmer Davis, along with Marshall Porter. Sheffield and Porter are scientists at SETI. Of course, Sheffield also has a military background.

Memorable Quotes

Susan stared up at the night sky. The view was off-the-charts spectacular, with more stars than she could possibly ever count. It was one of the perks of being stationed in the middle of the Australian continent.

The downsides were the abysmal shopping and dining choices, but sturdy drones and a trusty helicopter – which she flew herself – fixed all of that. She even had a tiny airfield at her disposal, in case anyone wanted to fly in but choppers gave them the willies.

The new president was gaga over anything to do with space. And so General Susan Sheffield’s agency, SETI, was more handsomely funded than it had ever been in its history.

She had her Bluetooth earpiece in her ear and was listening to a bit of late night radio when she heard the SETI ringtone. It was one special tone, directly linked to the array.

Rating for Killing Us Softly

The story has a K+ rating. While there is nothing explicit, you do know exactly what is going on. And what is going on is none too pleasant.

Killing Us Softly: Upshot

I was so happy Killing Us Softly found an audience. Corner Bar Magazine has published it. They also published Darkness into Light.

Killing Us Softly — because what if it’s not a slam-bang Apocalypse after all?


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Self-Review – Canaries

Review – Canaries

I can scarcely recall how I got the idea for Canaries. It is entirely possible I had recently heard the Police song, Canary in a Coal Mine. But I will be the first to admit it: I am not sure.

Background

The great battle for the Earth is over. And – spoiler alert, sorry, not sorry – we lost. So, what do we do now?

The Plot of Canaries

The first paragraph contains one of my favorite phrases to write. And yes, I have used it before. But it still works.

“… when they came.”

It is obvious there has been some sort of a disaster. And we humans types are not doing so well. Nope. Not at all.

But there is an opportunity out there. We just need to figure out how to seize it.

Characters

The characters are the narrator mainly, along with the birds she (he?) has brought along. The narrator references other people, but the reader never really “meets” them. Plus there are the birds he or she is carrying, in a cage.

But where are they?

Memorable Bits

The first night, in the big common room, their twittering kept people up. People complained, yes, but no one threatened me or the birds. After all, there are so few of us. To harm or threaten one of us is to threaten all of us.

I carried my cage wherever I went on the ship. I got to see what other people had brought along.  One woman had a glass bottle of expensive perfume, wrapped in layers and layers of plastic.  She told me she had been wealthy back on Earth.  It was all she had from her glory days.  So she understood why I had brought the birds.

Rating for Canaries

The story has a K rating.

Upshot or, Birds to the Rescue?

It was so great to hear Canaries would be published in Theme of Absence in March of 2019. So this was my second short story published by them. The first is The Interview.

So, I am also glad that the story ends with the slenderest thread of hope. There may be a way out, somehow, some way, after all.

And what would this review be without a quick musical interlude?

Canaries — because an early warning system just might save us all.


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Self-Review – The Interview

My Review of My Short Story – The Interview

The Interview came about because I conjured up a kicker of an opening line. After that, it immediately started to fall into place.

Background

Since I have been on countless job interviews, this one was rather easy to write. So, I brought forth a memory I have of an interview being conducted over lunch. It was an odd situation. Two guys met with me and neither of them ate anything. I ate a Caesar salad by myself.

Also, as I recall, they were supposed to take me to some swanky-ish place. But instead, we went to Pizzeria Uno. At that moment, I should have known damned well it was not going to go well.

Plot of The Interview

The narrator meets a woman who runs an agency which hunts demons. And then things go a little haywire from there. In particular, during their meeting, the narrator gives away how she can sense demons. So this starts out as being vital information. But not when the story ends, it isn’t any longer. Then it turns into an albatross around her neck.

As for the restaurant, it is a combination of a number of places I have been to. The parking lot, in particular, is from Jasper White’s Summer Shack in Cambridge, Massachusetts. But with the wine steward and all, the pretend restaurant in The Interview is a lot more hoity-toity.

Characters

The characters are the narrator and the head of the agency.  The narrator is the interviewee.

Memorable Quotes from The Interview

“So, how long have you wanted to hunt demons?” The question hung in the air for a second.

The job interview was being conducted over lunch and I had just taken in a big forkful of Fettuccine Alfredo. I washed it down with iced tea, swallowed, wiped my mouth, and tried not to look stupid. “It’s since I was just out of school. My classmates didn’t see them. But I did.”

Rating

The Interview has a K rating. While there is some menace behind it, nothing violent happens “on screen”.

Upshot

I was so happy when The Interview was the featured story in the December 14, 2018 edition of Theme of Absence. So they even interviewed me! Canaries is another story in Theme of Absence. So I guess they like me.

Fortunately I have never had an interview quite like this. #amediting


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Self-Review – Fatima’s Minnesota Wish

Review – Fatima’s Minnesota Wish

In 2021, I tried to write or at least start one short story per day. Fatima’s Minnesota Wish came from a single-word prompt: carousel. It is the third story I wrote during the first quarter of 2021.

Background for this Minnesota Wish

Fatima’s sister Aaliyah is dying of some unnamed heart or muscular disease. Their parents have brought their children to the Mayo Clinic, in the hopes that somewhere, somehow, there can be a miracle and there will be a suitable donor. But Aaliyah’s time is running out.

For Fatima, who is in the seventh grade, school is a mystery. She is learning English on the fly, but at least she understands math, for the numbers are the same. In order to help her acclimate better (and faster), the school offers the services of its speech therapist for some individualized instruction.

Into this difficult and sometimes bewildering world comes an expression from the speech therapist, Miss Crane: Go for the brass ring.

The first part of the story is Fatima figuring out just what that is, and hoping against all hope that it will be the one thing that saves her dying baby sister.

Plot

It’s all the Hussein family can do to try to keep their younger daughter Aaliyah alive. But every day, that gets harder and harder. Fatima, their elder daughter, is just trying to navigate life in a new country, with a bewildering new language.

Fatima’s own grief and sadness are spiked with a dose of the novelty of being in the United States and learning English. And maybe talking about boys with her new friends. But then there is that brass ring, and all it symbolizes.

Characters

The characters are mainly Fatima, her parents, Ali and Maryam, and her sister, Aaliyah. At school, Fatima’s teacher is Mrs. Murphy. Her speech teacher, helping Fatima learn English, is Miss Crane. Fatima’s friends are Nicole and Debbie.

At the hospital are Mr. and Dr. DePels and their daughter, Doris, along with Dr. Rosenthal. Also, there are Shmuly Baum’s parents, Herschel and Raya.

Memorable Quotes

Months went by, and of course Mrs. Murphy was right about the Minnesota winter. But it was only my parents and me who ever saw it. Aaliyah stayed in the hospital, month after month.

In the meantime, I was making friends with some girls: Nicole and Debbie. My father went to work at an engineering firm whenever he could. He would switch off with my mother, who would work in architecture, from home. But I could see how worried she was. It was hard for her to be creative. I suppose that’s understandable.

When May rolled around, the lovely weather got us all itching to go outside. Miss Crane used a rather odd expression with me. She said I should “reach for the brass ring”.

Rather than ask her what she meant, I decided to figure it out for myself. I just asked her for a hint, and she told me to go to a local park, to the carousel. She had to show me a picture, as I had never seen one before.

The park was open that weekend, and so I, in my halting English, asked the man running the carousel what the brass ring was. So, he showed me. There are rings in the center and, as your ride goes up and down and around, you lean over and reach out to try to grab one. And he said I could get any prize if I brought him one.

Rating

The story has a K rating.

Upshot for Fatima’s Minnesota Wish

I like the idea of this story probably more than how it actually came out. In part, this may be because it does not quite end. Rather, it just sort of runs out of gas. Which can happen with stories, naturally. And it follows vis a vis how her sister’s health is declining.

Perhaps I will try to pick it up again in the future, particularly if it becomes a story to query or to self-publish.

Fatima’s Minnesota wish is truly heartfelt. And maybe one day medicine will be able to grant it. #amwriting


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Self-Review – Your Planet Smells Like Wet Dog

Time to Look at Your Planet Smells Like Wet Dog

I love this line, and the title came long before the plot of Your Planet Smells Like Wet Dog.

I wrote this story during the second quarter of 2018.

Background

The title or at least the idea of it came from a series of fan fiction stories I wrote during the 2010s. But this story has nothing to do with those, apart from the fact that the aliens in both instances are rather canid in both appearance and aspect.

Plot for Your Planet Smells Like Wet Dog

When Private Rachel Corcoran, a data specialist, arrives to work with a canid alien species to merge their database with ours, she commits an unpardonable diplomatic gaffe almost immediately.

Characters

The characters are Rachel Corcoran, her unnamed supervisor, the canid alien supervisor, and Rachel’s alien counterpart, Gray. There is a third alien, but they never speak and I do not describe them at all.

Memorable Quotes

The three aliens standing with us were fluffy, with foxlike ears and pointed snouts. As one, they all tilted their heads to one side as they listened to the translation through their version of earbuds. I tried not to chuckle.

Their leader, who was reddish, spoke and we waited for the translation. “What does that mean?”

My superior officer was about to answer for me when I just said, “Forget it. I’m an idiot. I’ve got no diplomatic experience, and it shows.”

My superior added, emphasizing the first word, “Private Corcoran here is not used to the niceties of embassies. Her background is in data. She’s here to help you integrate your records with our own.”

“Yes, yes, of course. My right hand here is versed in such things. We are all anxious to see how our two technologies can merge.” The canid leader indicated a shorter alien with a kind of blue merle fur pattern. They were all canid, but at least they were wearing clothes. Thank God for small miracles.

“We’ll leave you two to get acquainted,” my superior said. Then she whispered to me, “Try not to make an ass out of yourself again, Rachel.” I nodded and they left.

Genre and Overall Mood

The genre is hard science fiction. And while the initial bit would make you believe that we might even suffer an attack for Rachel’s inability to keep her trap shut, it turns out all right. And so, the overall mood is positive.

Rating for Your Planet Smells Like Wet Dog

The story has a K+ rating. There is some very mild language in there, and at the start, it does feel as if things could go south rather quickly.

Takeaways from Your Planet Smells Like Wet Dog

It is a wonder, in science fiction, how anything gets done properly. And perhaps one of the biggest issues, I believe, is that there could always be someone a lot like Rachel, who would engage her mouth a lot earlier than she would engage her brain.

Oops. But at least she did not start an interplanetary incident. So, we will give her a gold star for that one. A really, really small star. Let’s not get carried away here.

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