Category Fiction
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
Chapter Ten Eni shared her berth with Susan James, cook and back-up systems chief, who flame of red hair cascaded down her back. Before this, Eni had only ever seen it in the single, thick braid Susan wore when working. Eni had rich, chestnut-brown hair that suited her well and Stavo called beautiful. She smiled […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
Chapter Ten After dinner, Toliver hoped to have a chance to talk to Janeannie outside, but Joad waited for him by the exit and motioned him out of line. Joad turned without waiting and Toliver followed him to the front and up onto the stage. By the time they stood by the family table, the […]
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
Chapter Nine Eni walked the corridors of Phoenix station, trying to determine just where she was in relation to where she wanted to be. The mid-level corridor crawled with off-duty station’s crews at shift’s end. Most just hurried home to their beds, but in places people strolled or clumped together in small drifts before the […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
Chapter Nine Toliver decided that two days had never felt so long as the Saturday and Sunday before Janeannie and the girls left for the market. A slavant he couldn’t remember seeing brought his lunch on Saturday. The rest of the day, Toliver spent putting together an order for Wurst that Joad had given him […]
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
“What is it? You know something.” “I can’t say,” Eni told him. “This is about what Norris said, isn’t it?” Stavo asked. “When he said we’d all be sorry soon.” “I can’t say,” Stavo didn’t press. Norris had connections at the station, but wouldn’t be as scrupulous about not naming something which should be kept […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
One Sunday, Wurst brought a small, cool-laser carving tool and, after clearing it with an unhappy Joad, showed Toliver how to use it. Wurst had tied it into Joad’s InnerAI, and also coded it so it couldn’t be used on soft tissue. With the small size and limitations, Toliver felt these precautions were almost useless. […]
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
Please forgive the short entry, due to the author being a bit under the weather. Chapter Eight Stavo hadn’t spoken to Eni that morning. He acted kind and treated her better than he might have, but he knew his patience was stretched thin. With a stern glance he had left her to her hang hangover […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
Chapter Eight Sunday brought a morning off, which meant either being locked in or attending a Christian service filled with brimstone and the god of Abraham. It also brought the casket maker, Wurst. “Anders Theodore Wurst, they call me the Best,” he said. “And the Wurst,” Toliver replied, picking up on the name. Wurst laughed, […]
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
Chapter Seven Most of the settlers got drunk when they returned to town. This time, Eni joined them. She had borne witness to the killings, but was forced to turn away. She had made her choice long before this day, but at that moment it had sickened her. Overwhelmed by the sight and smell of […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
Chapter Seven That night at dinner, Toliver no longer sat at the front. His seatmates called it the hot seat, and not somewhere you wanted to sit. Today the honor belonged to a woman, though he could only see the curly, brown hair on the top of her head and hear her murmured responses to […]
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