‘The Case of the Forged Fissionables‘ could be longer, except that I’m having enough trouble writing the post-apocalyptic fantasy detective novel that I’m writing now, let alone starting a pulp SF detective novel where I don’t even know what the ‘case’ is. A man’s got to know when to concentrate on one thing at a time.
Tag: microfiction
Patreon Microfiction: “Mephitis Vice.”
As I said at the time: there’s a book in “Mephitis Vice,” but somebody else can write it. Somebody else who is not me, because I just don’t know if I can do the source material properly. Basically, I’m afraid that if I’m the one who tries to write it, the book will just end up stinking.
Patreon Microfiction: “But Is The Warranty Voided?”
I think “But Is The Warranty Voided?” was because of something involving my phone, but I don’t remember. Also, weirdly: I thought that I had put it up already, but apparently not. Not much else to say, honestly.
Patreon Microfiction: Proper Division of Badassery.
Ah, “Proper Division of Badassery.” Come, I will conceal nothing from you: I had a burning desire to use the phrase ‘bum-legs’ in something and have it make sense. And lo! — it has been done.
Patreon Microfiction: Broad-Spectrum Colony.
Ah, “Broad-Spectrum Colony.” The day may come when I resist the urge to make an obvious pun in the title. …But it is not this day.
Patreon microfiction: The Weather Outside.
“The Weather Outside” can be seen as part of the ‘What if Earth was a Death World?’ meme that has been around on the Internet lately. Although it’s a bit supernatural for that. Then again, what exactly does the rest of the Galaxy think is supernatural?
For that matter, what exactly does the rest of the Galaxy think about, well, anything? Maybe that’s the answer to the Fermi Paradox. The snow got ’em.
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Patreon Microfiction: “Second Chances.”
There’s a bigger world in “Second Chances,” but I don’t know how to plot out something in it. I know the characters, but I can’t quite decide what to do with them. Which is a shame, really.
Patreon Microfiction: “From The Bold Marauder – Motivations.”
Ah, yes, her. Not exactly a supermarket-opener, this particular sprig of the Windsors. Let’s just say that the United Kingdom in “From The Bold Marauder – Motivations” had itself an extremely lively time of it during the alien invasion that precedes this particular work-in-progress. Many things were clarified, and more than a few assumptions were challenged.
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Patreon microfiction: Ecclesiastical Reorganization.
The idea behind “Ecclesiastical Reorganization” has been extensively expanded here. Let me just say here that reorganizations can be really awkward. Particularly when not everybody gets the memo.
Patreon Microfiction: “Galactic Empires.”
If I had had just six more words, “Galactic Empires” would have had the the sentence “You’re living in a recreational vehicle” in it. Not “trailer park,” mind you. I’ve lived in trailer parks, and the people who live there would never tolerate the kind of nonsense that the alien routinely gets up to.