The Writer

He motioned with his left hand at the girl as she walked by his table, his head still down looking at his journal. “More coffee?” she asked motioning toward his empty coffee cup, briefly stopping on her way to the counter. “Yes and keep it filled”, he muttered at her with an air of annoyance. “Sure thing”, the young waitress replied as she bounced away to the counter grabbing up the coffee pot. “Anything to go in it?” she inquired as she refilled the mug, smiling in that vacant way too many people have that have not really experienced life. Jesus H. Christ, he thought to himself, how hard is it to remember after three days that he only took his coffee black except for the occasional Irish whisky he would spike it with. “Just hot, strong and black. NothingContinue reading… The Writer

NaNoWriMo-part III

And here we are on day 4 novels. I’m actually on a 3 day, because I didn’t really start writing until Saturday. But that doesn’t get me off the hook for the number of words. I’m a little behind I hope to catch up in the next couple of days and maybe get a little buffer. In the end, life is not on vacation due to NaNoWriMo. Here’s the next installment with a reminder that it is without any editing. This will come in the next month. ———- Gen. Duran celebrated his second in command, drifting on the bridge. “The thought that you will find your way up here. Michelle tell you everything that’s going on? ” “No, Sir, except you have her call us up a day early and prepare for the round table in a couple of hours.Continue reading… NaNoWriMo-part III

NaNoWriMo – Installment II

OK, here is the next installment. As before, this is a first draft, very rough and not edited at all. That will come next month after I’ve got this finished. You have been warned. ———— “Yes, Major,” she responded quickly moving to the hatchway to leave the bridge. The Corporal caught herself on the hatch frame and spun around to face her commander. “Sir, you do realize it usually takes four hours for full alertness coming out of hiber-sleep? The team might not be at their best for the meeting”, she stated fully expecting what the response would be. Without hesitation Major Duran said, “If anyone does not seem to have fully come out before the meeting, you are authorized to use stims. I need them fully present. We have a lot to go over with little intel at thisContinue reading… NaNoWriMo – Installment II

NaNoWriMo-part 1

As promised, here is my first installment of the story I'm writing for novels. I can't promise that there will be daily updates but updates will be very often. That is, if life gets in the way. So for fun you I give you in the beginning of "Duran" dilemma. A reminder that this is the first project with very limited editing. I tried to catch spelling errors and grammatical mistakes, big but it's a very rough draft. You have been warned. ————— Mayor Michael Duran studied expression on the face of Lieutenant Nguyen switch back and forth between absolute concentration and perplexing.  After watching the performance major Duran broke the silence, which has hanging on the bridge, "is there a problem with my ship, Lieutenant? It is practically brand new, so don't tell me that you've broken something. "Continue reading… NaNoWriMo-part 1

Scent of Home

This is another short-short story I wrote a couple of years ago. You might notice that it is not sci-fi which is my general comfort zone. Both of these were submitted to a contest for stories of 1500 words or less, hence the extreme brevity of the stories.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it (even though I think it really is a piece of garbage). So sit back for a couple of minutes and take a read. “What are you doing here? Why do you keep coming back into my life?” Angeline’s heart jumped into her throat. The coffee she had just taken from the counter threatened to spill over her hand she shook so violently. I know that voice, but from where? Oh, my God! It’s him. Turning in the direction of theContinue reading… Scent of Home

A Titan Nightmare

This is a short-short story I wrote a little while back. It’s short and simple but I hope you will enjoy it. The first thing Paul Winclef noticed was the complete silence that was only broken by the sound of someone breathing heavily. He struggled to open his eyes to find the source but could only see darkness. After a few more minutes of listening to the breathing and trying to see anything at all he reached up to wipe his eyes only to have his hand hit the face plate of his helmet. He quickly realized where he was and the sound he was hearing was his own labored breathing. Things were not right with his world. In fact, things could not be more wrong. Commander Paul Winclef was Earth’s first human to reach Saturn’s moon, Titan. The trainingContinue reading… A Titan Nightmare