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Let’s 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.

Contrast this with the plot and overall soul of the far superior Mettle.

Characters from Water

The characters are Jason and Shelley.

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. That’s unfortunate.

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Let’s Look at Quartz

I can immediately tell that Quartz got its name because I was hunting around for a prompt word that started with the letter Q. And the fact of the matter is that is generally not going to be the world’s most compelling reason to tell any sort of story.

Unfortunately, the piece suffers, due to this rather precise fact. But I am still going to report on it here in my blog, warts and all.

I wrote this story during the second quarter of 2021.

Background

The original prompt word was just the word that became the title.

Plot for Quartz

There’s barely a plot to this one. It’s really just an idea, and not a too terribly well executed idea, at that.

In fact, the excerpt below is something like three-quarters of the entire piece.

Characters

The sole character is just the narrator. And I never even gave them a name, anyway.

Memorable Quotes

Glass on spaceships is a terrible idea. Just think, meteors. And aluminum oxynitride is a great idea in theory, except it’s polluting as all get out. As in, threatening the lion population.

So, engineers had to come up with something or other that would be durable but also something you could see out of. Hence, they hit upon quartz. Which is lovely, but for one thing: it easily gets distorted.

Genre and Overall Mood

The genre is science fiction, with a very small amount of humor. Very small. The mood is mostly instructional beyond anything else. There is not really a lot of dramatic tension in this tiny piece.

Rating for Quartz

The story has a K rating. I had to fudge the ‘facts’ by making the alternative material horribly polluting. It was the only way to make this tiny piece work at all.

Takeaways

Could it be better? I kind of doubt that. In actuality, Quartz would normally just be a few throwaway lines in a longer piece.

Hey, they can’t all be gems. Still, I offer you what I’ve got, the good, the bad, the weird, and the grievously underdeveloped. Which is what this story most certainly is.

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Let’s Look at The Hermit

While it is the title of this short story, the hermit isn’t the main character at all.

I wrote this story during the third quarter of 2018. In addition, I am quite sure that the title and the prompt are one and the same.

Background for The Hermit

As almost a side story to Aenor the Wanted, this story pulls from the other side of the same medieval village, in a way. But I apparently wrote this one earlier.

Plot of The Hermit

As the unwanted daughter of a villager in the tenth century, the unnamed narrator is blamed for every misfortune that befalls her family. Eventually, this leads to the entire village blaming her for bad crops and other disasters.

But she knows there’s a hermit living high on a nearby hill. When she can finally escape her abusive family, it’s the only place she can think of going.

Characters

The characters are the unnamed narrator, her terrible family, the miller’s family, the hermit, and a scout who is sent up the hill several years later.

Memorable Quotes

He was one of those people rarely if ever seen in the village. At least, that’s what I was told when I was a very young girl. And with the threat, that if I didn’t go to sleep when told or eat my supper, or if I otherwise misbehaved, that somehow, some way, he would come and get me.

And so, I was afraid of him in the early part of my life, as were many of the village children.

My parents didn’t want a girl. Girls are trouble; girls are expensive, they would say. And so, I was given the heel of the bread and the last of the meat. It was all saved up for their almighty son, my elder brother.

But curiously enough, after I was born, my mother could no longer have any children. Perhaps there were spirits punishing her and my father for being so cruel and neglectful. I don’t know. They blamed me for her infertility. They blamed me for everything.

Genre and Overall Mood

The genre is historical fiction. And while things start off grim for the narrator, they do turn themselves around.

Rating for The Hermit

The story has a K rating. While the reader knows the main character has a difficult life, and is suffering beatings, nothing like that is actually ‘on screen’.

Takeaways

With a much more realistic take on the Middle Ages than the far more optimistic Aenor the Wanted, this story presents a life for a girl which ends relatively happily. But there were any number of chances when it wouldn’t have.

And how many real girls of the tenth century would have lost their lives for no reason apart from being female and not dying when a brother did? We would most likely never know the details. But it was rather possible. The people of this time frame were very superstitious.

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Let’s Look at Buzz

You won’t 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. It seems 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? 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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Let’s 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’s always in the context of drinking at some weird hour. For this disturbing short story,
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/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’s 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!

While the narrator doesn’t actually refer to it as wishful thinking in so many words, she does make it clear that looking at a timeline over the course of millennia doesn’t 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.

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’s science fiction. More specifically, it’s 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’re done. Sorry.

Takeaways

This one is a 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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A Review of Blue Card

It’s time to look at Blue Card, another story where the government is a tyranny.

I wrote this story during the first or second quarter of 2018.

Background

Since for many people, it’s necessary to carry a kind of identity card, this idea sprang up relatively naturally and easily.

And now, given the current presidential administration, it could become a reality for even more people, heh. Not a pleasant thought, not one bit.

Plot for Blue Card

A blue identity card left in the street, a bit of litter, mars the otherwise ‘perfect’ world of a child of a couple who are members of an unnamed fascist party.

As the only deviation and ‘defect’ in her life, the girl fixates on this imperfection and obsesses over it until her curiosity gets the better of her.

Characters in Blue Card

The characters are the narrator, an unnamed girl in a distant, dystopian future, and the people of her society.

Memorable Quotes

There is a blue card in the street. It’s dirty and a bit folded. The writing is hard to decipher. The wrinkles in it make the printing hard to make out. But it’s there all right.

I stepped over it the first time I saw it, trying not to get my new shoes wet and dirty because it was right near a puddle. I was going to school for the first day of the autumn-winter term and I wanted to look my very best. That’s because we’re party members – or at least my parents are. And that means we need to set a good example. It would never do for me to look dirty.

The second time I saw it, it was a few weeks later. The puddles had frozen and it had been trapped in one of them, and that’s why it was obscured. There was a slight thaw and one corner of it was visible, peeking out of the side of the frozen puddle, as if it were a crocus.

Again, I avoided it; this time, I sidestepped it.

The winter came and went. The spring term began.

When the weather got warmer in earnest, I walked a different route so I did not see it. I walked through the town, showing off my clean coat and polished shoes, my fresh-scrubbed face and my two perfectly symmetrical braids. I knew I was being looked at. And I knew I was making a good example. Someone has to, after all.

Rating

The story has a T rating. There are a lot of not too pleasant things that go on in this one. You have been warned.

Takeaways from Blue Card

I had thought that this story was on Wattpad, but it turns out that it isn’t!

Although I believe I did make the rounds of querying it for a while there.

With a little expansion, I think this could become a rather good story. It’s a bit like The Resurrection of Ditte in a lot of ways. And, perhaps, the POV character will get a chance for atonement just like Edith does in Ditte.

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Let’s Look at None of This is Real

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I wrote this story during the first quarter of 2018. Although it may have been earlier.

Background for None of This is Real

It is entirely possible that I was thinking about the old Star Trek: Voyager episode, Fair Haven when I wrote this piece.

But do keep in mind: I never actually saw that entire episode! I just know about it from the internet.

Plot

Everything in Laurie’s life has the ability to change as she wishes, as a part of her overall entertainment program. This even includes what’s to be seen outside the windows of the offices where she works.

When she hires a new Vice President of Marketing, sparks fly. And as the café where they have lunch changes, so do dozens if not thousands of other little details.

But what’s real? Why, nothing, of course, except for Laurie herself. It’s just like the title says.

Characters

The characters are Laurie and Jason. The story is told entirely from Laurie’s point of view. She is the CEO of an unnamed company. Jason is a new hire, the Vice President of Marketing.

Memorable Quotes

Laurie stared out the windows of her high rise office. The view of Boston was, as always, spectacular. She waved her hand over the scene in a very deliberate way – left to right, fingers splayed, at eye level, and the outdoor scene changed to Jakarta. Another wave and it was Pittsburgh. Another and the scene became Nairobi.

A cough behind her interrupted her reverie. She turned around. “Oh, Jason, you startled me.”

“Sorry,” he said. “I can see what the perks are of being the CEO. A variant window! I never thought I’d see one.” He fiddled with his tie.

“Yours is nice, too.”

“It’s just Liverpool. Which is fine. It’s good to see home and all. But it never becomes anywhere else. At least the picture moves.”

“Right. You could be stuck with one of the stationary ones in Sales.”

“Or just a regular old view of Mars, like in Clerical.”

“Why did you come here? Are you dissatisfied with your new job and your new office?”

“Oh no, not at all,” Jason said. “It’s more that I was wondering if I could ask you to lunch. Is that allowed?”

“Hell, we could call it business, and it would all be deductible,” Laurie said, smiling.

“I, well,” he played with his tie some more, threatening to wrinkle the expensive green Chinese silk creation from the best-known Italian fashion house.

“Hmm?”

“I was kind of hoping it wouldn’t have to be business.” He paused and then face palmed. “I mean all business. I’d rather it wasn’t strictly, 100% business, if that’s okay with you.”

Genre and Overall Mood

The genre is hard science fiction. And so far as the overall mood goes, it’s kind of dreamy and a bit romantic. On balance, it’s a positive story.

Rating

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways from None of This is Real

I really love the premise for this one, and I think it’s got the makings of something more. But not necessarily about Jason and Laurie, per se. I think it’s a lot more likely that the concept of variant windows would work well in a universe.

Since this story already takes place on Mars, there is virtually nothing stopping me from setting it in the Obolonk universe and calling it a day. Hell, I might even add something like this to the third trilogy.

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Let’s Look at A Path Not Taken … Much

While I suppose that I can never really be sure as to exactly what I was thinking when I wrote A Path Not Taken … Much, I can say that the narrator ends up having a particularly bad day.

I wrote this story during the second quarter of 2018.

Background

I was most likely thinking about the old Ray Bradbury story, A Sound of Thunder when I wrote this one. Although the story and the endgame are just a little bit different.

And plagiarism/copyright violations have never, ever been my intentions.

Plot for A Path Not Taken … Much

Without too much of a plot to speak of, the narrator is somehow relating their complaints about the rules for visiting this particular alien world. And I say somehow, because it seems as if, by the time you get to the end of the piece, that that would not be possible.

In any event, little do the narrator and the reader, for that matter know—those rules are there for a damned good reason.

A casual disregarding of the rules leads to the main character’s spectacularly bad day.

Characters on a Path Not Taken Much

The only character is a narrator who I neither name nor describe. But the whole short story is rather sketchy, so that totally tracks.

Memorable Quotes

The first thing they tell you is not to stray off the path. And I did, so that one’s on me. Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

But what they don’t tell you is that the parts off the path are kind of the most fun. Although I’m sure the tour guide wouldn’t say so.

It’s an alien world, they said. The natives might not take too kindly to someone just barging in, they said. And every visitor is an ambassador for Earth, they said.

Oh, please. It’s not like I’m some diplomat or something.

Rating

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways for A Path Not Taken … Much

I think this one works pretty well as a kind of ultimate FAFO story. You know, fuck around and find out.

I can see a few places where I could cut some words and trim down the prose. Since it’s 174 words right now, it is not outside the realm of possibility that I would be able to cut it down enough for it to be accepted as a drabble somewhere.

And so, this little dollop of a creepy short story just might find a home after all.

And then I can dedicate it to all of those annoying people who I have ever known, who thought that the rules did not apply to them. Well, they did, and they still do.

Jerks.

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Let’s Look at Fragments

Fittingly, I only have fragments of memories of this ultimately haunting short story. I do know, however, that I wrote this story during the third quarter of 2018.

Background

With only the one word title most likely serving as the prompt, I do not have much to go on, reviewing it a good seven years later.

Fragments of a Plot

Deep Space Mission #14 finds a small system where a gas giant planet with four intact moons also has the remains of a fifth. But what secrets does the debris hold?

And then when the crew finds evidence of textiles, and dyed textiles to boot, it seems obvious. There had been some sort of civilization there. But what the hell had happened to it? And, more importantly, why?

Characters

The only character is the unnamed narrator. It is his or her report which has been dictated and is being sent to headquarters. Those headquarters are presumably still on Earth.

Memorable Quotes

Report to HQ: Deep Space Mission #14

It was once a large moon. But then the gravity from the planet must have hit it, hard, and it fell to pieces.

But ‘fell’ is not the right word. Because that is so not the right word. It’s more that it smashed. It seems to have essentially exploded.

We wouldn’t have known, not really. It looks like small asteroids. And that would have been quite the find by itself. An Asteroid Belt outside of the Solar System! But we checked and rechecked once we arrived, and there weren’t a lot of things we thought of as asteroids. Besides, they would have to be older. Older space debris, if it’s large enough, tends to collide and coalesce and become as close to spherical as it can. But this stuff hasn’t.

And so, it’s up to me and the science mission I’m running to try to figure out what’s going on with this cosmic Humpty Dumpty.

Fragments of a Rating

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways

It is highly possible that I was thinking about The End when I was writing this one. Either consciously or unconsciously.

But it doesn’t quite jibe with the end of, heh, The End, where fossil hunters find a much more intact planet with much clearer evidence of a fully functional civilization at its demise.

But that does not matter to our purposes right now.

I just hope that, if it ever turned out that it was our own civilization on the receiving end of such a mission, that the people making such a heartbreaking discovery would show even one-tenth of the compassion and sympathy of the narrator.

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Let’s Look at Jealousy

Jealousy is the same kind of odd little bait and switch story as A Kitten. That is, I take you down a little garden path to make you believe a character is one way. But it turns out that this jealous characters is not who or what you expect him to be.

I wrote this story during the first quarter of 2021. The prompt word was just the title of this little piece.

Background for Jealousy

I absolutely love the canine point of view, and have tackled it before, in stories as different as Will’s Dog and Cynthia. But in this case, the narrator does not get an actual name.

Er, sorry, puppy.

Plot

As the narrator complains that someone or other is coming between him and a female special somebody, he eventually owns up to the fact that the inevitable is just plain going to happen. Whether he likes it, or not.

But it’s every soldier’s right to complain. And I suppose it is every spaniel’s right as well.

Characters

The characters are just the narrator and the two unnamed people they are referring to.

Memorable Quotes

She spends way more time with him than with me. Now, I strongly suspect there’s something going on. I mean, here’s my evidence.

He calls and she comes running. With me? Not so much. He comes over, and she pays a lot more attention to him than to me. In fact, they sometimes go into another room and make it impossible for me to get in! Surely she knows my limitations in this area. Yet she ignores my pleas.

Rating for Jealousy

The story has a K rating.

Takeaways

While this story may seem a little silly, the truth is, dogs really do exhibit certain forms of jealous behavior. And they can sometimes make their displeasure known in a rather violent manner. But I don’t suggest that here.

Our narrator is more perturbed than anything else.

But don’t eat his food.

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