Supposed to be flash fiction, if not a short story. So, time to wrap this up. I know I’ll have to edit the eff out of Amelia 1 as that was written four glasses of wine before my wife just got home, so it’ll go from R to PG. The three parts together, about 2200 words, total, will be a part of our next anthology, AMELIA.
Thanks to Page Zaplendam for help on some of the family bits; been a very long time since I’ve had kids at home.
Continue reading “Amelia 3; end”Another tiny flash fiction about the Current Thing. Being who I am, this bend of the story was kind of inevitable.
Continue reading “Amelia 2”Been awhile. Apologies. I think this will be a BREAKOUT EVENT and I want to be part of it.
Continue reading “Amelia 1”Yes, it’s been awhile. Hey, there’s a reason I’m scheduled for an EEG and an MRI. Sucks to get old. I do love it when a doc who weighs 500+ pounds and cannot take time to comb his hair for an office visit has the gall to criticize my lifestyle choices.
This rather abruptly wraps with the Pataskala arc. It was only there, as is mentioned in the last few lines, to show the rebels/terrorists are operating less than 100 miles from the imperium’s official border. Given the nature of these civil wars, there are likely thousands of disaffected inside the border, as well. As we see at the end, Graf is now worried about his family and so they’re headed there, next.
Continue reading “Civil Wars 2,14”Apologies again. I died a little, including a trip to the local county hospital ER. Got better; some kind of seizure. Doc who looked all of thirteen wanted to give me valium. I told him to stick it. He was pissed and my wife laughed once he left. “You’re so charming,” she smiled. “I’ve no reason to be.”
So, in reparations for being silent for a week, here’s 1200 words of Graf and Pai’s encounter with Human Supremicists. They seem nice enough but have ideas which just won’t work in a Changed world, and they cannot understand that. Reading over it, it’s a bit confusing as to when Graf is recalling the encounter and when Pai is seeing to him after; it will make more sense when properly formatted into a book.
Continue reading “Civil Wars 2, 13”Fairly significant reveal about the infant son of their Hartmann hosts. Wonder where it will go? Once we get all this settled, it’s back to the fighting and politics.
Apologies for the no Wednesday post. Sick again; wife and I had food poisoning. I’ve not really slept in three days or eaten in one-and-a-half. A couple of people at DayJob echoed similar problems for them of their kids. Food quality, not to say safety, is dropping fast.
Continue reading “Civil Wars 2, 9”A bit shorter as I didn’t want to get too far into the weeds here. The twins are fighting, again and always, but the reason this time is rather rude to Graf’s wife. Pai steps in to correct some misperceptions. Graf does raise a good question: where did Henry get the idea “Auntie” was not real?
Continue reading “Civil Wars 2, 8”Moving on and briefly back with his family, Graf has a bit of a “road to Damascus” moment. Not sure it will take, but we’ll see. Pai could instantly tell something was different. She is likely reaching out to her uncle, Balthazar, who is Russian Orthodox, for more information. I cannot imagine her hostile to a possible emergence of her husband’s faith; still, this is a complex subject and I will proceed carefully.
Next, we will meet this branch of the Hartmann family. I bet at dinner; I love dinners.
Continue reading “Civil Wars 2, 7”Very tiny installment as it wraps up the Houston hospital arc. The next will have this odd family back together, with an introduction of Istvan and Llaura Hartmann and their infant son, plus a bit of a shock to Graf. Looks like a Thursday update.
Continue reading “Civil Wars 2, 6”A bit of clarification of the last segment. I don’t want Graf or the readers to think he has some kind of super powers, so Pai gives him a little background.
After their convo with Robert, things take a complicated turn. I have much to think about this weekend.
Continue reading “Civil Wars 2, 4”
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