Category: children

“The Fallen” 3/1

As I mentioned in the last installment, this one is a bit harder as there is no main character, per se. That means I cannot use first-person thought without headhopping, a bad early habit of mine from some years ago.

I’m realizing now that what that does do is make me describe things more. That’s a net positive as this is a new world in the process of terraforming. So I suppose part three was meant to be this way.

We step ahead about ten years here. Saras is married, one son, a daughter pending. Back on Mars, which we saw she considers her home, she and her little boy anxiously wait for his father, her husband, to get back from Earth.

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“The Fallen” 2/9

Second-to-last installment of part two. We can start part three on Monday.

A bit more description of where Saras lives and works, both a local level and a higher one. As much as I’d like to get into a discussion of the terraforming and civil engineering, this is still an almost 9-yr-old chatting with her uncle. It’s better to keep things personal.

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“The Fallen” 2/5

A bit of a longer segment, going into the weekend. Minerva, as I mentioned in the last segment, started off as a sliver of Reina. Left to her own computational devices, a new personality formed. That personality, like how a baby bird imprints onto its parents, is completely fixated by Laszlo Hartmann. Back when the Minerva-consciousness was still barely formed and she was still Reina, she watched Les and his boyfriend, Nikita, behave in a sexually deviant fashion. As a very young new soul, she made several mistakes based upon that observation when it came to expressing her deep feelings for her captain.

Now, five years later, she seems much more comfortable in her role as helpmate and second-in-command of INS Lionheart as it gads about the outer solar system. As I do not think she has ever been around human children before, her quick response, below, was a surprise to me.

I wonder what Saras and Min will talk about? In wifi, androids can speak mind-to-mind just as demis do, but I don’t think Min would without “copying” everything to Les. We shall see.

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“The Fallen” 2/3

This was an exercise in story whiplash. From Eloise and Saras having a pleasant banter to the younger threatening the older. I’m thinking that having Saras off on Mars, with her only real oversight being Kira and Aqua, is a mistake. We all know that Faustina kept all of her children on a short lead and was – and is – very demanding. There’s no real way for Fussy to exercise that kind of power over her granddaughter. And it is starting to show.

Almost finished with the copyedit of “Ice Inundation Intelligence,” so hope to send for a proof copy this weekend. That should point to a commercial release in late September.

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“The Fallen” 2/1

“It is a harsh place.  We are becoming a harsh people.” I knew and know that this story will likely be my darkest since “Crosses and Doublecrosses.” I just didn’t think I would get there so soon. Saras takes after her grandmother in several ways. I am older in what I’ve written that family loyalty does not map to liking someone or a caring relationship.

I wonder what we’ll learn in this Part 2?

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“The Fallen” 1/5

This is the conclusion of Part 1. Fussy has just laid it out to Eloise in sort of a “this is your duty” approach, which they knew would be the best route to take, rather than, “that other woman wants you out of the way.”

We meet Saras, not quite eight years old. Demi-human. She is the main character for Part 2, which I’m working on but once again stuck. I’ll figure something out, I’m sure.

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Imaginarium, Arrival

Just over a four-hour drive; not that bad. Right as I’m parking at the hotel, Daughter #1 calls to say she locked herself out of her car. In Columbus. I’m in Louisville. “Call AAA,” I said. She forgot her card. I read off the phone number and took a pic of my member #. This is a cum laude grad with a BS. I fear for our future.

In better news, I got some ice and started mixing drinks. Once I reach a level of stasis I’ll venture out to see how the set up is going.

Book 17. Part Two. 11

Could I have them wander around some more? Eat a last meal in Paradise-on-Mars? Yes, but as my regular readers know, I am all about dialog and personal interaction, no matter what the person is. So, having set the scene, as it were (“this place is perfect!”), I can now get to the problem: while Ed is having fun, he does miss his new wife. Fussy, it appears, is ready to walk away from it all until provoked by her two sons. Notice how Kalí stays quiet? This is not her fight so she stays out of it.

And then it comes out that there is a discrepancy in time. And no, what I know of the little klutz, I cannot imagine Livia not waiting for her husband. After all, her mother waited years… dang; I still need to wrap that part of the story up. Maybe in the summer.

About 1100 words because if this world is that corruptive to demi-humans, I don’t want any of my readers lost in some dream state; I value y’all too much.

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Berserker, (pt4; end)

Rather pleased with how all of this turned out. There are still some things which might need addressing but real life is like that, too: loose ends are a way of life.

Was seriously “in the groove” yesterday and got down about 2500 words of “Culture Shock,” my next short. Hoping to wrap that one up today.

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