Hard Science Fiction

Voyager

Voyager

The premise is simple: Every Science Fiction story that I've ever read either assumed that Earth had globalized under one central government before contact with extraterrestrials and we were able to survive the encounter, or we had not globalized and we were defeated. I aim to fill that niche in the Science Fiction community; essentially, I aim to write a geopolitical drama with E.T. playing a leading role.

Free Weekend: DAISY

Free Weekend: DAISY

My first short story, DAISY is free this weekend on Amazon as part of a promotional event.  However, not only can you pick up the 22 page short story for free this weekend, but if you leave a candid (favorable or critical) review on Amazon or Goodreads, I'll throw in a free advanced review copy of Understanding IT before it releases on July 4th.

Amazon not your style?  Don't worry, once the introductory 90 day period of Amazon exclusivity wears off, my book(s) will be made available on Smashwords, Barnes and Noble, and the Apple store.  And - more to the point - each new platform will have its own sales and freebie weekends!

NASA Down

i09 posted an image of a downed NASA Shuttle Carrier Aircraft circa 1980 with the prompt of "create your own short story."  So the call to create a short story in a dystopia of Science Fiction overcame the inertia of creating my own i09 account, and I did just that.

The result is below:

It had taken them decades for anyone from The Ark to return to the planet's surface after the event, and they'd barely made it this time. It was grave circumstances that forced Commander Shepherd's to allow her crew to raid Southern California for supplies; their target: The Jet Propulsion Laboratory.

"Major, come take a look at this," shouted Gunther from his seat near the window, spotting the downed NASA shuttle carrier aircraft. "It looks like the poor bastards at JPL were so desperate to get out of dodge when the looters came they took to the air with anything that could fly."

"Doesn't look like they got far in that relic," she replied, the boredom evident in her voice. She tried to be patient, after all the kid grew up on the Ark and his excitement at seeing the planet was to be expected, but it was tedious.

Abruptly she stopped, looking closer out of the window before calling out to the cockpit, "Captain Winn, take us in for a closer look, I think there might be people down there."

"Yeah, I don't think that's a good idea, ma'am. We're here for supplies; even if there are survivors - which isn't likely - they ain't gonna have shit we need. We've barely got power enough to support the Ark for another week, we can't take on any more charity cases."

"We've got time, Cap'n. They might have information that will keep us from walking into a trap - who knows if one of those rover bands took control of JPL once we left," the major said before adding, "We need the intel."

"And if they're hostile?"

"We kill them."