Pluribus, Christmas Movies, and Other Tidbits

I’m watching episode three of Pluribus and the fleet of trucks and people that roll up to the Sprouts right after Carol insists she’s a really independent person is quite the sharp commentary on the concept of independence.

Well, I won the game of random Christmas movie roulette tonight with two unusually excellent finds: Continue reading “Pluribus, Christmas Movies, and Other Tidbits”

Discovery of the Wanderlust – Chapter 23: Regrouping

by Mary E. Lowd

An excerpt from Voyage of the Wanderlust.  If you’d prefer, you can start with Chapter 1, return to the previous chapter.

“His bright eyes looked genuinely concerned, and Lt. Diaz felt embarrassed that he’d seen her despair.”

Sojourner burst out of the ocean first, splashing the blue-and-green algae-laced water aside.  The Wanderlust followed, emerging from the alien ocean into the clear atmosphere of a world with a pale yellow sky.  The turtle and ship continued flying and growing, upward toward the yellow sky, carried by the last dregs of their momentum from the exploded asteroid base just far enough to coast into orbit above this random world in the Tetra Galaxy.

“Of all the places to end up,” Lt. Cmdr. Vossie observed pedantically, “a habitable planet was quite unlikely.” Continue reading “Discovery of the Wanderlust – Chapter 23: Regrouping”

Discovery of the Wanderlust – Chapter 22: Large Friends in Small Places and Small Friends in Large Places

by Mary E. Lowd

An excerpt from Voyage of the Wanderlust.  If you’d prefer, you can start with Chapter 1, return to the previous chapter, or skip ahead.

“What are we supposed to do with a giant tardigrade?!” Captain Carroway exclaimed, furiously.

All eyes on the bridge turned from the viewscreen — as fascinating as Sojourner’s fight with the outsized tardigrade was — toward Lys, since everyone knew the caterpillar had the best chance of understanding what was going on.  Lt. Diaz expected the caterpillar to be doubled over, her squiggle of a body bent into the shape of a hook, as she wrestled with overwhelming feelings of fear or anger.  Any kind of emotion that would make sense during a fight.  But that wasn’t what the Xolo-Lupinian saw.

Lys looked blissfully, peacefully happy.

“What the hell is going on?” Captain Carroway yeowled at the caterpillar. Continue reading “Discovery of the Wanderlust – Chapter 22: Large Friends in Small Places and Small Friends in Large Places”