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Dreams, folkore and book titles: March’s book of the month, A Scarlet Fever, started as a dream. Not a fevered dream, just a regular, old dream. The…
Rene Astle
Chapter 27 After three hours of watching from the bridge for Fred’s return, I needed a distraction. Fred would be fine; he knew what he was doing, and…
Jeannette Bedard
Hop back to part 1. The kernel for this story came out of the question: what happens when our debt is bought and sold like a commodity, and that debt is…
Rene Astle
Chapter 26 Using an awkward shuffle that could barely be called a jog, we headed back to our ship as fast as we could. The straps from the airpack…
Jeannette Bedard
Chapter 25 Braver than me, Carole stepped through the hole and into the Generation Ship first. The darkness swallowed up the crimson of her suit…
Jeannette Bedard
March’s book of the month takes a “bloody” turn with this dark urban fantasy / vampire thriller. A reminder about the book of the month - paid…
Rene Astle
Chapter 24 For the second time since we’d crashed, I stood dressed in a pressure suit standing in Minke’s airlock. This time, my suit hadn’t been…
Jeannette Bedard
The kernel for this story came out of the question: what happens when our debt is bought and sold like a commodity, and that debt is worth more than…
Rene Astle
Chapter 23 Dr. Fuller’s cabin door stood open when I went by. Inside, she sat with her head in her hands. As soon as I spotted her like this, I made to…
Jeannette Bedard
Chapter 22 Fred and Dr. Fuller worked together to free Hector’s body from the wreckage—for which I was grateful. I couldn’t face going back in there. I…
Jeannette Bedard
Sometimes I stumble across ideas that seem to fit together (at least in my brain) and inspire me to take a stab at writing my own take on them. Beneath…
Jeannette Bedard
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Chapter 21 I materialized knee-deep in snow. Each exhale formed a fog of ice crystals. Above, a clear, blue sky extended to the horizon without even a…
Jeannette Bedard
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