Patreon Microfiction: Rationalization.

Yeah, ‘Rationalization’ works as a title on several levels. You gotta feel at least a little bad for that entity, though. The situation is obviously not optimal, only nobody involved and making dumb decisions particularly wants it fixed. They just want somebody to blame. We’ve all been there.

Patreon Microfiction: A Stellar Aesthetic.

One of the things about makes me sad about not being physically immortal is that I’m going to miss out on what happens to interstellar spaceships once they get cheap enough for the hobbyists to play around with them. The universe of “A Stellar Aesthetic” is full of them. It’s always these incredibly old dudes with a blowtorch, a cigar, and no protective gear, too. You encounter a guy like that working on your ship, you’d be bizarrely comforted by the sight…

Patreon Microfiction: Death Is Cheap.

…Look, it’s not like he’s sacrificing people, right? Death is a part of life, so it’s a part of magic, and there’s gonna be market forces at play encouraging the cost of resurrections to go down. You don’t make your pile raising one person for a thousand gold: you make it by raising fifty people for a hundred each. There’s simply more of them who can afford that fee, as long as you make sure that Death is Cheap…

Patreon Microfiction: Rest Cure.

Seriously, ‘Rest Cure’ points out what I think is an under-examined wrinkle in the entire ‘personal apotheosis’ thing: why are we assuming higher-dimensional beings are just going to be blandly welcoming? We’d be popping in out of nowhere, with no relevant life skills from their point of view. I mean, sure, well done and everything with transcending your lower-dimensional prison. …What did you expect to do now?