Category: Pai

PGA, 1, Start of Part 2

Beginning Part 2. And beginnings are delicate things, especially this one. We learn the story has moved on a few years. Then, from their report, that there are some odd beliefs about the Demis and Machines starting to arise. Finally, while Graf and Pai are married, there is the question of Alix. And what a question. I am going to have to tread very, very carefully here to not say or do something that is theologically or morally compromised. At least, more than it already is.

So, I being to lay out just what be going on for the rest of this part of the book. I’ll have to put it on hold once I get serious about that other project.

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Pai-Graf, 17/17. End Part 1

Ivan has shown up in two of my books, already, and is also in one of tales of my third short story collection, due out in a few days. Vlad is new to me. I found it a little interesting that their older step-sister, Tay, did not take part in this meeting. I enjoy how Ivan forces his kid sister to “show it all” to her Intended, nearly killing him. Again. I also wonder just what Pai saw in Graf. I cannot imaging a child of Reina to be scared.

With some help from an important friend and colleague, I was able to get some words down for Part 2. However, I’ve some “real work” to do in putting together an anthology of like-minded writers, due for release by the end of this year.

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Pai-Graf, 16/x

I was awake at 0420 thinking about the leading elements of Part 2 of this story. Writing is a mental illness. Tomorrow’s, Friday’s, segment will close out part 1. It’s a chat between these three kids and Pai’s older brothers. As you can see here, I once again am laying the groundwork for some kind of compromise when it comes to Alix’s sexuality; more specifically, her breedability.

Otherwise, it’s a quiet, lazy day here in RealLife. Even with cannibal barbarians eating pets two hours from my front door. I may sit on the deck and nap and read. Graf and Pai will tell me what they want when they do.

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Pai-Graf, 15/x

Quick intro of a side character. I get him off screen as quickly as I can. Pai, of course, makes some lewd proposals – having Alix watch? really? – before being forced into playing Tour Guide. I should have put her in a small hat and had her carry one of those tiny flags that other tour guides do.

The bit about Reina surprised me. The possible retirement I suspected; not a departure.

Still on track for wrapping up Part 1 on Friday. Playing with some ideas for 2. It may be a 1-4 year jump between parts. We’ll, see; I do what I’m told. Graf is turning into quite the diplomat. I wonder what awaits him in Part 2?

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Pai-Graf, 14/x

Detente continues apace on Pai’s small ship, so long is Graf is able to patch over the cracks which keep reappearing. I wanted to reinforce just how alien this is to him, both in space and in time, even with just a major-metro city like Pete’s. I think he’s holding up very well.

I think I’ll post something everyday this week, that will get me to the end of Part One. After that, as I mentioned, I need to start prepping for our upcoming Lemur Anthology. I know I always say, “treat writing like a job,” and that is coming back to bite me, now.

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Pai-Graf, 13/x

Imagine living in the equivalent of the US Midwest in the 1890s or maybe 1910. Internal combustion is familiar and maybe you’re heard of flying machines. Then some madwoman shows up, makes off with one of your children, shows back up with yet another crazy woman, talking about other worlds, and your son is off again. Got to hand it to this family: they roll with all this pretty well. Their neighbors down the road would likely be firing shotguns at this point.

Pai and Alix are, slowly, getting more comfortable with one another. I think that their last exchange, about Graf, is telling. In the world of the Change, everyone, human, Machine, knows things are different and to trust their hunches. They both have a hunch about Graf. I just hope they tell me, at some point.

Let’s go to Russia, next.

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Pai-Graf, 12/x

Some more exposition, this time about Mars. We already knew Alix is a huge contrarian, but when told to have her clothes on, she takes them off? That’s contrarian.

The comment about “all this in three days and you seem fine with it” hearkens all the way back to Niven’s A World out of Time, where the protagonist takes most everything in stride, including being 300 years in the future and in someone else’s body. Yes, I recall fifty year-old things like that but still don’t know the names of my DayJob coworkers.

The last line should have everyone muttering, “Two chicks at once.” Have a good a weekend as you can; see everyone Monday.

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Pai-Graf, 11/x

Pai continues to “bite back her spleen,” as Dante said. Thankfully, Alix gets that and tries, too. There’s a little exposition about what the ships they use can do, followed by a very brief visit from someone on-high.

Apologies for the broken update schedule. I am hopefully finally on the mend, now that we’ve an idea what is wrong with me and thus how to treat it. The rest of today should be quiet, so I am going to see if I get these three first to Graf’s home and then at least to St. Peterburg. I appreciate your tolerance.

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Pai-Graf, 10/x

Big update, heading into what for most in FUSA is a 3-day weekend. I have a half DayJob tomorrow and much, much more to write. Which is, of course, my real job.

Graf recovers and we get a tiny glimpse into how Pai thinks of him. I really is a kind of Aragorn-Arwen story, choosing a mate you know is not at all like you and shall be a distant memory in a thousand years. Yet, she seems quite taken with the simple lad. After, Alix twigs to just who they are about to meet and it nearly kills her. It also allows me to introduce the barest leading edge of what may become the plot of this story.

Everyone have a good weekend. Love your families; time is short. Deus vult.

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Pai-Graf, 9/x

If you ever want to sidetrack people, get them talking about their kids. Even I am guilty of that, proud of my two debt-free, employed daughters (cough hint cough) that I am.

The importance of children echoes through all of my stories. Those who cannot or can only have a few are devastated by that knowledge. Reina, also, is NOT at pleased at the prospect. The world of the Change is not one of GrrlBosses and WineAunts. You marry in your late teens and get knocked up ASAP; FFS, Empress Fussy has ten kids. Personally? I think that may be because I’m a mule and my wife sterilized by chemo when she was 28. We adopted two. One of the reasons it was so easy for Pavel and Reina to adopt Tay, I suppose.

Anyhoo, Graf forgets what he was told and nearly dies. He is technically the main character, so I rather that not happen.

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