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Category: writing
Amelia 2
Another tiny flash fiction about the Current Thing. Being who I am, this bend of the story was kind of inevitable.
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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.
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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.
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Speaking of medical matters, on my day off was up at 0630 to drop off a dog for teeth cleaning. The estimate was $700-900. TF? I told my wife “next time buy a damned toothbrush.”
A rare Tuesday update, I wanted to wrap up Graf’s foray into the park across from the hospital. I also wanted to re-point out what Pai calls his gift; something he nearly considers a curse. I’m too good a writer to get into “Mary Sue” territory, so things will happen shortly to keep him on a short leash.
For those who know my works, you’ll recognize the scraggly gal Graf sees in the background for just a moment.
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A quiet, transitional moment. I work PRN in a hospital and know how important it is to get patients out of their damn beds. With the shock of the moon attack in the past and his new throat installed, Graf also is ready to get out of his room and out of the hospital. I understand completely.
The next few segments will ease a reader back into their odd three-way relationship, with, of course, Robert Hartmann on the way; that’s likely in the segment after next. I do think Pai feels guilt for letting her husband get shot, but she’s not only hiding that from him, she’s hiding it from me. I’ll see what I can find out.
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As I warned, sorry to end on such a downer. Then again, IRL I am ill again and don’t feel like a happy ending at all.
Sometimes we write the stories we’re told to. I’ll try for something lighter, next time.
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Pushy Doe is pushy; most demi-humans are; Empress Aurelia’s father being a huge exception, and as you’ll know when you read Irrational Pai, Fusions can be dangerous.
Rather than spit-swapping magic rocks, this was a much faster way to convey information, even if it hurt Doe.
And, just for y’all: some pictures below the fold.
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A bit of a “first contact” part of the story. I can just imagine what Salvy thought of an alien lizard next to him. Aleja is a clever girl and gets her visitor back to the shed where she was told to live. We do get a little foreshadowing when she sees an Anglo woman in this tiny, out of the way village.
Her uncle and aunt sound like real winners.
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Given what we know from the prologue, Pai is increasingly in a “shoot first, ask questions later” mode. Even Graf twice mentions her acting like her mother, the most ruthless person on earth. There might be a bit more with their team, then a chapter break. Still not really decided on how to carry this kind of story forward.
I’m playing with the idea of part one of three being on the moon, part two back on earth with Alix and the children, and perhaps part three off to Mars. Or maybe somewhere more exotic. I’ll know when I’m told.
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