Exitium has arrived.

I’ve been into science fiction since I was a kid, but more often than not I find myself wishing it was a little less stuffy and pretentious, and a little more human and real. I’m far less interested in the nuts and bolts of sci-fi than I am the idea of everyday people reacting to and adapting to extraordinary circumstances. Douglas Adams made science fiction … Continue reading Exitium has arrived.

EXITIUM Excerpt

Dagra hated being interrupted while he was chronicling. “One would think,” he told his mate Naltia as she staggered into the temple babbling some hysterical nonsense, “that I could be afforded a bit of privacy as I carry out one of our most sacred of tasks.” “Oh, shut up,” Naltia snapped at him. “I’m concerned about Muarr.” “What about him?” “He went out hunting this … Continue reading EXITIUM Excerpt

I’ve submitted a story to Asimov’s

The other day when I was unpacking my collection of Asimov’s and Analog magazines, it occurred to me that I’d never submitted a story to either, and I couldn’t think of a single good reason for this. So I did. Why not? The worst that can happen is that it gets rejected, in which case I’ll try again with another story. Should it be accepted, … Continue reading I’ve submitted a story to Asimov’s

Death Mines of Mars

For Chuck Lancaster, Captain of the GoldStarr Mining Company rocketship Isis, dinnertime in space was a dismal prospect, at best. Oh, sure, food cubes made one’s belly feel full and provided all the necessary vitamins and nutrients a body needed for a lengthy outer space voyage, but every time he took a bite out of one, he found himself pining for the comforts of home … Continue reading Death Mines of Mars