“What did SETI ever do for us except take?”Her mother’s raw words echo in her mind as Maggie reviews the setup. Sound absorbers hang on dark walls, insulated wiring trails around the den and out the window to receptors on the roof two stories up. She is ready.Too bad Mum’s not here for this, she … Continue reading Perseverance
Welcome to another month of the Insecure Writer's Support Group blog hop, where we ask all the writing questions, pretend to know the answers (or not), and generally be supportive. Thanks for joining us. This month the awesome co-hosts are Jemima Pitt, J Lenni Dorner, Cathrina Constantine, Ronel Janse van Vuuren, and Mary Aalgaard. Do … Continue reading Draw the Line (IWSG Oct)
We toast in silence. It’s symbolic, the water—no whisky here. Once released, it will float in perfect spheres before our mouths can swallow. Such things made us laugh, in the beginning. But tonight the mood is somber.We gathered without premeditation, coming upon each other in the aft viewing alcove, squeezing in, no words required. A … Continue reading And Beyond
When the hospitals ran out of space, they made makeshift wards in the parking lots. Semi-sheltered and multi-tiered, the concrete relics were the last dreary thing one saw before leaving Earth. Not much different from the gray, fractured skies outside, but little remained to be a good memory by that point, anyway. My job was … Continue reading Cracked
A Story About My Mother, by Cassia Tan My grandfather has a favourite phrase: “There’ll be snow on Mars before I let you do that.” Mars was the planet next to Earth, the planet from which humanity fled five hundred years ago. On Mars there was no water, no such thing as precipitation. Hence the … Continue reading I Love Space Cats
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