The author's personal saga of what has happened with the first of the SF Gezka & Kiel novels is the story of a real life series of tribulations in the life of a woman in her early 20s; her work life, her life as a high performance undergraduate and her first intensely passionate romance that culminated in a marriage that painfully turned into a travesty of error until it ended despite her protestations. That was the late 1980s.
Somehow in all that, the novel managed to be honed into a decent 2nd draft, to have the normal 5 readers...but then, neither was committed to secure computer filings and there were only two complete manuscripts. One ended up on the reverse side of letters to a university professor of philosophy and the other ended up tucked away amongst the things of a helpful but very short term lover. That was the early 1990s.
The novel managed to get an agent and to be reconstructed up to about 30,000 words in 2008 only to be lost to the demon "make back up files" in a hardware accident that irreparably fried it.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
On Gezka FaucMerz
Gezka FaucMerz is biological, but intentionally designed. LOL, this takes "breeding" issues to a whole new level. It may remind people of that movie that starred Harrison Ford and some good looking young women as "synthetic people" - what the heck was film called again? Was that Moonraker, or is that a different SF story?
Are there enough readers who would be interested in a powerful full grown virgin warrior as a main character? Comments welcomed. I'm thinking men and women won't have the same feelings about this, but I could be wrong; please tell me.
Are there enough readers who would be interested in a powerful full grown virgin warrior as a main character? Comments welcomed. I'm thinking men and women won't have the same feelings about this, but I could be wrong; please tell me.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Kiel Bronson and Gail Murphy
Kiel Bronson actually gets a girlfriend. This is not unusual for him. He is not what some would call "a player" - he is a genuine fellow when it comes to love and passion.
He meets Gail Murphy after she has been hired to be one of The Children of Loki - a mercenary order. She is a pilot and an engineer, which is a powerful combination. She's also good looking which is a major bonus. Gail is a lot younger than Kiel.
Somehow they end up together. These two are pretty 'with it'. They communicate well and figure out that they have 2 simple choices. They can either do without, or suffer the occasional off duty one night stand or they can try romancing one another even though they are work colleagues because, well, since they are part of the same order they will see one another again. They opt for this emotionally pragmatic choice.
He meets Gail Murphy after she has been hired to be one of The Children of Loki - a mercenary order. She is a pilot and an engineer, which is a powerful combination. She's also good looking which is a major bonus. Gail is a lot younger than Kiel.
Somehow they end up together. These two are pretty 'with it'. They communicate well and figure out that they have 2 simple choices. They can either do without, or suffer the occasional off duty one night stand or they can try romancing one another even though they are work colleagues because, well, since they are part of the same order they will see one another again. They opt for this emotionally pragmatic choice.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Cross pollination of fiction characters
What would happen if Gezka FaucMerz met Father O'Malley? The first is from the SF novel The Children of Loki also called In the Blink of an Alien Eye. The second is from An Adventure in Indianapolis. In truth, unless Father O'Malley had special protection or unless the FaucMerz did not meet the priest until years after she met Kiel Bronson she would slaughter the priest - literally: the only other exception would be if God personally intervened with more power than an older brother between siblings.
O'Malley's soul is probably in better shape than Gezka's but its not really her fault. She was conditioned to be a fighter in every way and on every level. Her big thing is really that when she went AWOL from Emperor Rejkyavik's "space navy" she seized what little free will there might be in her otherwise thoroughly arranged life. Gezka's human makers planned to give her only slightly more free will than you expect your washing machine to have - only sentient.
O'Malley's soul is probably in better shape than Gezka's but its not really her fault. She was conditioned to be a fighter in every way and on every level. Her big thing is really that when she went AWOL from Emperor Rejkyavik's "space navy" she seized what little free will there might be in her otherwise thoroughly arranged life. Gezka's human makers planned to give her only slightly more free will than you expect your washing machine to have - only sentient.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Art Dies at the Hands of Business?
I often wondered whether or not I would have any hope of surviving if I met Gezka FaucMerz in person. That's a strange feeling as a writer...but in retrospect, mothers experience it often enough: to spawn someone who proves to be more powerful - at least at some points and in certain ways. Still, there is an aura of Frankenstein about it.
For some reason I am almost able to visualize this...its kind of nice imagery. There is a bookish brunette human and then this sort of comic character style super charged woman warrior: all military perfection but has never had a boyfriend in her life. Some virgin goddess of war...I guess in that sense reminiscent of Athena but in other ways...dear readers [if you are there] this is no Athena.
When I crafted her lovingly to thrash music while not talking to my boyfriend who was right there with me but wanted to be alone much of the time I had not realized that she might be well suited for video games.
For some reason I am almost able to visualize this...its kind of nice imagery. There is a bookish brunette human and then this sort of comic character style super charged woman warrior: all military perfection but has never had a boyfriend in her life. Some virgin goddess of war...I guess in that sense reminiscent of Athena but in other ways...dear readers [if you are there] this is no Athena.
When I crafted her lovingly to thrash music while not talking to my boyfriend who was right there with me but wanted to be alone much of the time I had not realized that she might be well suited for video games.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Wha? Did we just change the channel?
Kiel Bronson and Gezka FaucMerz are still seeking a home by their creatrix getting a publishing contract for novels in which they star.
Mysteriously - this child must have a different mother or father: there is another novel called An Adventure in Indianapolis created in 2006. It is about the extraordinary assistance the city's youngest ever Mayor secures, and how they unravel a plot by local drug manufacturer's and dealers.
The band of heroes is a party of 4, including 1 fighter (male), 1 thief (female), 1 cleric (1 male) & 1 attorney (did you expect that?).
The villains include: 1 manager (male), 1 women's boutique clerk (female), a group of less well specified individuals of various colors (mostly male), and a Madame (yes, that kind of Madame)
Mysteriously - this child must have a different mother or father: there is another novel called An Adventure in Indianapolis created in 2006. It is about the extraordinary assistance the city's youngest ever Mayor secures, and how they unravel a plot by local drug manufacturer's and dealers.
The band of heroes is a party of 4, including 1 fighter (male), 1 thief (female), 1 cleric (1 male) & 1 attorney (did you expect that?).
The villains include: 1 manager (male), 1 women's boutique clerk (female), a group of less well specified individuals of various colors (mostly male), and a Madame (yes, that kind of Madame)
Saturday, September 4, 2010
What is Uranian Fiction?
This name came to me; it was inspired, almost as if from a dream. My worst fear of course, is that it will amount to nothing. It was just a passing thought I had. It was something that I had hoped would lead to the realization of great goals.
Uranian Fiction is supposed to mean that you get fantastic stories. Experimental, SF, fantasy...but that sometimes, the fiction you get is exceptional.
Readers are supposed to be fascinated and entertained. The Uranian Fiction is meant to be thought provoking and extraordinary...anything but run of the mill.
Uranian Fiction is supposed to mean that you get fantastic stories. Experimental, SF, fantasy...but that sometimes, the fiction you get is exceptional.
Readers are supposed to be fascinated and entertained. The Uranian Fiction is meant to be thought provoking and extraordinary...anything but run of the mill.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Is anyone out there?
Are there readers? If you want this blog, I am more than happy to continue to do it. However, if you don't, I have a choice: I either need to find people who do or stop wasting my time.
If you have the option, read about Gezka FaucMerz, but as her creatrix I would be afraid to actually meet her in person because she is so dangerous. Kiel Bronson is also delightful to read about but he's only sort of 'okay' in person as he is only good from the perspective of a rough and sometimes illegal and unjust world. If you are a true lady or gentleman, you are not going to want this one at all.
If you have the option, read about Gezka FaucMerz, but as her creatrix I would be afraid to actually meet her in person because she is so dangerous. Kiel Bronson is also delightful to read about but he's only sort of 'okay' in person as he is only good from the perspective of a rough and sometimes illegal and unjust world. If you are a true lady or gentleman, you are not going to want this one at all.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Why the Virgin Warrior?
Gezka FaucMerz is a virgin warrior mainly because the breeding program for Rejkyavik's soldiers is tightly controlled. The culture does not leave time or space for such things, as much due to the brainwashing as anything else. The FaucMerz was raised to know that when the geneticists have determined that the time is right, she would be sent papers telling her who she was going to mate with.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Introduction to 31st Century corporate warfare
SF fans everywhere know the future, though sometimes brighter may also be bleak. In the 31st century, "small government" has included reform bills to make it so that economic competition does not consume the resources of the government. One major change put into place is that businesses are allowed competitive rights that include "bald face" warfare. It is only due to this public policy that Kiel Bronson sees a niche for them as mercenaries. Gezka is naive on this point.
Monday, July 19, 2010
The Children of Loki series waxes philosophical
Gezka FaucMerz and Kiel Bronson are meant to co-star in a series of SF novels. I sometimes wonder about how this means they exist. I mean, obviously they are only imaginary characters and yet I have always felt as if they will more reality if I get them published in a novel series than they have now.
Have you heard stoeis about 'unborn children in the spirit world, looking for their parents'? I have. Sometimes I think novels are like that.
I first 'created' Gezka and soon thereafter Kiel when I was 19 - Gezka was older; she's 23 at the beginning of the first novel. Kiel is a lot older; he's 52 at the beginning of the first novel. Not until I was well over 30 years old myself did I even see that the age difference between Kiel and Gezka is the same as the age difference between my father and I in real life.
Have you heard stoeis about 'unborn children in the spirit world, looking for their parents'? I have. Sometimes I think novels are like that.
I first 'created' Gezka and soon thereafter Kiel when I was 19 - Gezka was older; she's 23 at the beginning of the first novel. Kiel is a lot older; he's 52 at the beginning of the first novel. Not until I was well over 30 years old myself did I even see that the age difference between Kiel and Gezka is the same as the age difference between my father and I in real life.
Friday, July 9, 2010
The Future of Engineering
The Future of Engineering
By Miriam Pia
1995 / 2010
Disruption struck the engineering laboratory of an English university. Computer screens crackled and went dark. Testers and timers scratched; fuses burst in those bundles of electronic parts. Graduate students gasped and cursed. Students looked away from their projects to their comrades. “Did you just lose power?” they asked each other.
Office doors swung wide. The advanced students and those with the prestige of office space squinted up to the glowing neon lights and cursed in a variety of languages. None of them were British.
“It’s the storm,” suggested an undergraduate working on her final project.
A German man glowered. “Storm? There is no storm.”
“Have you been outside recently?” the young woman replied. “Have you even been near a window leading to the outside world?”
The young German man with the office without windows frowned. “No, I haven’t.”
“Me neither,” the young woman shrugged. “Just seems probable that a storm would have caused it.”
The German shook his head briefly, confused. Before he mustered a response several professors burst into the laboratory with flapping ties. “Who did it?!” one of them shouted.
“Obviously wasn’t you,” the middle aged mustached man said to the German. His thinking was simple: Germans never do anything wrong. They work hard; they’re perfectly well behaved and he had recruited them all himself - innocence guaranteed.
The group of them gazed around the room. An old, recently divorced for his third time, overweight professor suddenly declared, “It’s that Czech woman! Where is she?” He felt a huge sense of validation at finding out that there was a woman at the source of the problem.
“She’s not in,” said her Australian aboriginal office mate. “I haven’t seen her since half eleven.”
One of the electrical engineers that vaguely recalled how he’d unsuccessfully tried to chat her up the previous weekend spoke up. “She’s been seen with strange people lately,” he began, his mind thick with the latest conspiracy theories. “I’ve seen her with two physicists, a robotics man and one of those philosophy people.”
“Well,” said one of the other supervisors as he patted his tie back into place, “who else is missing?”
“The Austrian!” declared the German.
“Not in my laboratories, not at this university,” the most tenured professor shrieked nervously. Since the turn of the 23rd century there had been what he felt to be an insane devotion to wildly unlikely experimentation in the department. The EU, pushed along by what the North Americans kept calling ‘the New Enlightenment’, had succumbed to a massive influx of investment from private sources. No one understood it, as far as he was concerned.
The Age of Fossil Fuels was over. Lunar and Martian colonization were booming. The global and extra-global economies were very changed. The young were euphoric with optimism. Options for travel and adventure grew like wildfire - on and off world. Interplanetary transport and growth were political mandates. The Futurists had gone green and the Greens had gone Futurist. This political and cultural combination made it an era of playful creation and exuberance.
Two of the doctoral students ran off to check the main circuitry. Three of the other students furrowed their brows and decided to pore over the computers, thoroughly covering every nook and cranny in search of the problem’s cause.
The professors continued to snarl, wince and bicker. They were rather overworked and tended to be combative, always on the look out for how someone else’s students were mucking up the entire department. Unbeknownst to most of the students, they were having union problems and were under severe pressures from the administration to radically alter the syllabi for courses in all manner of engineering sciences. The university was also facing waves of interdisciplinary interests from potential students, which was complicating the amazing supply of financial backing from private industry. This made their lives very difficult and the strain showed.
“It’s that blasted ‘Philosophy of Discovery’ module!” one of the professors complained. It was part of a course that criticized, reviewed and proposed alternative methodologies in research. “Do you know, I’ve actually received an application from a terrifyingly well funded M.Sc. In Philosophy - of all the bloody subjects, to do some psychopathic experiment in telepathic navigational systems for the lunar shuttle?!”
“Good God,” retorted another fellow, “who could possibly supervise such a thing?”
“That’s just it,” the man continued, “the application came with an ominous letter from Boeing, offering $350,000 to pay to find and retain both a supervisor and external examiner if necessary. The student suggested a former CIA agent from a section of that Agency which is only rumored to exist!”
“You think that’s bad,” another, younger professor of engineering said. “I got an application from someone currently at MIT who is absolutely desperate to follow a traditional British program - except that she needs enough laboratory space to work with fission due to some little projects the ESA has her on. Worse still, she sent some form that apparently says that a uranium license can be obtained. I don’t know about the rest of you, but do you know what will happen to my insurance rates if I have to tell my physician that I work with 7 kg of uranium?”
“This cannot happen,” the eldest of them said. “It is not possible. Do you understand; such a thing is not possible. It will not occur - not at this university.” His blood pressure had risen dramatically over the preceding 2 years. His problem was that impossible things happened in his university with increasing frequency.
Meanwhile, in the student bar, the Czech woman sat with her office mate, who had found her after leaving the lab and the frustrated supervisors. “You want to what?” he asked. Although he did not tend towards either paranoia or conspiracy, he was quite skeptical.
“Amplify your mind and get a few readings, “ she told him through her accent. “It shouldn’t be difficult and certainly not painful.”
He thought it sounded like the worst chat up line in history. He couldn’t understand why she might not say so, even if she wanted him. It was the 23rd century after all. “Why,” he said flatly.
“I just need to run some tests,” she answered, oblivious to his imaginings of a come-on line. It wasn’t that she found him ugly, but she had more interesting things on her mind. “I know it sounds stupid, but it just might be that annoying little variable which is messing up my equipment. If not, I won’t have wasted much time, and if so - well, then I’ll have to discuss a change in materials with my supervisor.”
She was drinking half a pint of stout. The two of them had been sharing an office for several weeks. Before he showed up, her equipment ran perfectly. Since his arrival one peculiar little bug had repetitiously shown up in her systems. She had tried correcting her software and all the other ordinary solutions already. She had concluded that the problem was simply - him.
There was a strange humming sound, a scuffling noise and a loud cry of triumph from just behind the door of an electron microscopy lab. The two office mates rose and went to look. The lab was directly across the hall from the on campus pub. From the mechanical laboratory down the hall, the other group rushed to the scene of the ruckus. Splayed out on his front side, lab coat opening out beside and behind him like a pair of angel wings was the German doctoral student. “Caught the little bastard,” he growled, trying to decide whether or not to squeeze it to death. It was in fact, a mouse.
“Kind of an old fashioned solution to this particular problem,” noticed the young researchers.
“Yes,” said the oldest professor. “Let us keep this in mind - not to let our imaginations get the better of us in the future.”
The German’s recruiter grinned with relief. “Well done!” he proclaimed, jostling his tie.
The young woman who had suggested a storm might be the cause brought a rubbish bin and helped to escort the student and the rodent out of the building. Of course she knew better than to kill it. They both did.
The young German was literally blinded by the natural daylight.
By Miriam Pia
1995 / 2010
Disruption struck the engineering laboratory of an English university. Computer screens crackled and went dark. Testers and timers scratched; fuses burst in those bundles of electronic parts. Graduate students gasped and cursed. Students looked away from their projects to their comrades. “Did you just lose power?” they asked each other.
Office doors swung wide. The advanced students and those with the prestige of office space squinted up to the glowing neon lights and cursed in a variety of languages. None of them were British.
“It’s the storm,” suggested an undergraduate working on her final project.
A German man glowered. “Storm? There is no storm.”
“Have you been outside recently?” the young woman replied. “Have you even been near a window leading to the outside world?”
The young German man with the office without windows frowned. “No, I haven’t.”
“Me neither,” the young woman shrugged. “Just seems probable that a storm would have caused it.”
The German shook his head briefly, confused. Before he mustered a response several professors burst into the laboratory with flapping ties. “Who did it?!” one of them shouted.
“Obviously wasn’t you,” the middle aged mustached man said to the German. His thinking was simple: Germans never do anything wrong. They work hard; they’re perfectly well behaved and he had recruited them all himself - innocence guaranteed.
The group of them gazed around the room. An old, recently divorced for his third time, overweight professor suddenly declared, “It’s that Czech woman! Where is she?” He felt a huge sense of validation at finding out that there was a woman at the source of the problem.
“She’s not in,” said her Australian aboriginal office mate. “I haven’t seen her since half eleven.”
One of the electrical engineers that vaguely recalled how he’d unsuccessfully tried to chat her up the previous weekend spoke up. “She’s been seen with strange people lately,” he began, his mind thick with the latest conspiracy theories. “I’ve seen her with two physicists, a robotics man and one of those philosophy people.”
“Well,” said one of the other supervisors as he patted his tie back into place, “who else is missing?”
“The Austrian!” declared the German.
“Not in my laboratories, not at this university,” the most tenured professor shrieked nervously. Since the turn of the 23rd century there had been what he felt to be an insane devotion to wildly unlikely experimentation in the department. The EU, pushed along by what the North Americans kept calling ‘the New Enlightenment’, had succumbed to a massive influx of investment from private sources. No one understood it, as far as he was concerned.
The Age of Fossil Fuels was over. Lunar and Martian colonization were booming. The global and extra-global economies were very changed. The young were euphoric with optimism. Options for travel and adventure grew like wildfire - on and off world. Interplanetary transport and growth were political mandates. The Futurists had gone green and the Greens had gone Futurist. This political and cultural combination made it an era of playful creation and exuberance.
Two of the doctoral students ran off to check the main circuitry. Three of the other students furrowed their brows and decided to pore over the computers, thoroughly covering every nook and cranny in search of the problem’s cause.
The professors continued to snarl, wince and bicker. They were rather overworked and tended to be combative, always on the look out for how someone else’s students were mucking up the entire department. Unbeknownst to most of the students, they were having union problems and were under severe pressures from the administration to radically alter the syllabi for courses in all manner of engineering sciences. The university was also facing waves of interdisciplinary interests from potential students, which was complicating the amazing supply of financial backing from private industry. This made their lives very difficult and the strain showed.
“It’s that blasted ‘Philosophy of Discovery’ module!” one of the professors complained. It was part of a course that criticized, reviewed and proposed alternative methodologies in research. “Do you know, I’ve actually received an application from a terrifyingly well funded M.Sc. In Philosophy - of all the bloody subjects, to do some psychopathic experiment in telepathic navigational systems for the lunar shuttle?!”
“Good God,” retorted another fellow, “who could possibly supervise such a thing?”
“That’s just it,” the man continued, “the application came with an ominous letter from Boeing, offering $350,000 to pay to find and retain both a supervisor and external examiner if necessary. The student suggested a former CIA agent from a section of that Agency which is only rumored to exist!”
“You think that’s bad,” another, younger professor of engineering said. “I got an application from someone currently at MIT who is absolutely desperate to follow a traditional British program - except that she needs enough laboratory space to work with fission due to some little projects the ESA has her on. Worse still, she sent some form that apparently says that a uranium license can be obtained. I don’t know about the rest of you, but do you know what will happen to my insurance rates if I have to tell my physician that I work with 7 kg of uranium?”
“This cannot happen,” the eldest of them said. “It is not possible. Do you understand; such a thing is not possible. It will not occur - not at this university.” His blood pressure had risen dramatically over the preceding 2 years. His problem was that impossible things happened in his university with increasing frequency.
Meanwhile, in the student bar, the Czech woman sat with her office mate, who had found her after leaving the lab and the frustrated supervisors. “You want to what?” he asked. Although he did not tend towards either paranoia or conspiracy, he was quite skeptical.
“Amplify your mind and get a few readings, “ she told him through her accent. “It shouldn’t be difficult and certainly not painful.”
He thought it sounded like the worst chat up line in history. He couldn’t understand why she might not say so, even if she wanted him. It was the 23rd century after all. “Why,” he said flatly.
“I just need to run some tests,” she answered, oblivious to his imaginings of a come-on line. It wasn’t that she found him ugly, but she had more interesting things on her mind. “I know it sounds stupid, but it just might be that annoying little variable which is messing up my equipment. If not, I won’t have wasted much time, and if so - well, then I’ll have to discuss a change in materials with my supervisor.”
She was drinking half a pint of stout. The two of them had been sharing an office for several weeks. Before he showed up, her equipment ran perfectly. Since his arrival one peculiar little bug had repetitiously shown up in her systems. She had tried correcting her software and all the other ordinary solutions already. She had concluded that the problem was simply - him.
There was a strange humming sound, a scuffling noise and a loud cry of triumph from just behind the door of an electron microscopy lab. The two office mates rose and went to look. The lab was directly across the hall from the on campus pub. From the mechanical laboratory down the hall, the other group rushed to the scene of the ruckus. Splayed out on his front side, lab coat opening out beside and behind him like a pair of angel wings was the German doctoral student. “Caught the little bastard,” he growled, trying to decide whether or not to squeeze it to death. It was in fact, a mouse.
“Kind of an old fashioned solution to this particular problem,” noticed the young researchers.
“Yes,” said the oldest professor. “Let us keep this in mind - not to let our imaginations get the better of us in the future.”
The German’s recruiter grinned with relief. “Well done!” he proclaimed, jostling his tie.
The young woman who had suggested a storm might be the cause brought a rubbish bin and helped to escort the student and the rodent out of the building. Of course she knew better than to kill it. They both did.
The young German was literally blinded by the natural daylight.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
The Children of Loki - Gezka's Shades
Yesterday the fellow SF author Mike Williamson commented on a photo of him in sunglasses at his public or semi-public website. This reminded me of the importance of sun protection. Gezka FaucMerz also needs protection from 'solar radiation'. She also has sunglasses in the first novel. They are not ordinary eye wear since they are designed to be able to be used during heavy hand to hand combat. Well, actually they use weapons but are trained for in-close fighting as well as being able to pick off opponents from a distance. Although her main firearm has been named: the Zeitchgnaster FNL quadromatic rifle; her sunglasses have not been named.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Military Science Fiction
http://io9.com/5481380/your-military-science-fiction-isnt-really-military-science-fiction
Sunday, July 4, 2010
A Note to Readers
Thank you so much, and welcome to the blog. Feel free to share about it, whether amongst your family and friends at the beach or online through a "Facebook Like" method. I really appreciate you. The number one thing that every writer and creative story teller needs are their readers. Without people like you, writing a novel is a lot like a private day dream. In truth, even though I do want to earn a good living writing, I always wanted to make people happy with high quality tales.
There is a place for stories in the real world, as you are well aware. Thanks again, be sure to invite your other friends to join us. Let me know what you think as we go along. Your comments are welcome, whether it is one remark once, or if you enter into a long dialogue with me about a blog posting.
There is a place for stories in the real world, as you are well aware. Thanks again, be sure to invite your other friends to join us. Let me know what you think as we go along. Your comments are welcome, whether it is one remark once, or if you enter into a long dialogue with me about a blog posting.
Inconjunction & Steel Hale
Steel Hale is one of the mercenaries that Kiel and Gezka hire in The Children of Loki. He is very special in that he is one of the very few Exterior citizens that they are able to include. He has been genetically engineered for his profession as a demolitions expert. Kiel persuades Gezka to hire him even though he is a civilian using the argument that compared to her, everyone is a civilian, even most military personnel. This is true, since she believes that only genetically engineered soldiers are "real ones". In the Exterior Federation - the norm is to have engineered military forces. To Interior Federation personnel this is offensive; genetic engineering of humans is viewed as an evil of the Exteriors. The way the cultures "fate" people based upon their engineering is frowned upon.
Steel Hale is a happy Exterior. He knows he is incredibly fortunate to be able to have so much to do with one of Emperor Rejkyavik's soldiers - one of the Captains. He is content to have little to do with Captain FaucMerz since back home, he would only ever see her if she were in a parade of military personnel. They have a natural and unspoken sense of cultural unity.
Steel Hale is a happy Exterior. He knows he is incredibly fortunate to be able to have so much to do with one of Emperor Rejkyavik's soldiers - one of the Captains. He is content to have little to do with Captain FaucMerz since back home, he would only ever see her if she were in a parade of military personnel. They have a natural and unspoken sense of cultural unity.
Inconjunction & a Witch
http://www.shellyheskettharris.com/. I found this link "irresistible" because the lady who wrote the book says it has a witch, a gnome and a widow in it. It has something to do with real life and the worlds of the imagination where magic exists.
Meanwhile, I have attended Inconjunction XXX, an SF & F gamer convention in The Circle City. If you don't understand the Midwest then you might not realize that the Circle City is Indianapolis. I don't want to delve too deeply into what happened, but I saw more Utilikilts outside of Seattle than I have ever seen before. I met and interacted with a number of fellow professional writers and authors, and gamed. My son had a good time to. The good news should be a safe assumption: no unwanted sexual contact. The bad news may not surprize you either: there was no wanted sexual contact. I did meet a few people I'd say Yes to, amongst a lot of Thank God No's. I believe no one was injured.
Meanwhile, I have attended Inconjunction XXX, an SF & F gamer convention in The Circle City. If you don't understand the Midwest then you might not realize that the Circle City is Indianapolis. I don't want to delve too deeply into what happened, but I saw more Utilikilts outside of Seattle than I have ever seen before. I met and interacted with a number of fellow professional writers and authors, and gamed. My son had a good time to. The good news should be a safe assumption: no unwanted sexual contact. The bad news may not surprize you either: there was no wanted sexual contact. I did meet a few people I'd say Yes to, amongst a lot of Thank God No's. I believe no one was injured.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Science Fiction - Science Fact
http://www.airforce.com/?m=EACON&pl=UGO&cr=Bolt
Here is where the line between our ability as humans for invention meets our wild imaginations. The creativity of our science fiction often meets the real world through advancing technological developments, and social ones. At times the changes are small, in other cases they are major. Some new technologies snow ball and others don't. Some grow cheaper and more accessible, some doesn't. Some things creep forth from science fiction only to go back after a brief sojourn. Those items that go back to the realm of make believe are normally laughed at after their 15 minutes of fame. The 8 track cassette and radioactive dashboard lighting are examples that spring to mind.
Here is where the line between our ability as humans for invention meets our wild imaginations. The creativity of our science fiction often meets the real world through advancing technological developments, and social ones. At times the changes are small, in other cases they are major. Some new technologies snow ball and others don't. Some grow cheaper and more accessible, some doesn't. Some things creep forth from science fiction only to go back after a brief sojourn. Those items that go back to the realm of make believe are normally laughed at after their 15 minutes of fame. The 8 track cassette and radioactive dashboard lighting are examples that spring to mind.
Illusionists & Cyber punk
http://luxor.com/entertainment/entertainment_believe.aspx. That link takes you to a venue where Criss Angel is having shows. If you have seen Criss you realize that in many ways he is just some nice American 30 year old man. If you watch an entire show you realize that he is a bit of a daredevil, or something. His official title is professional illusionist. I strongly agree with a remark found in his book MindFreak, which I have actually bought and read, that there is something real about every illusion/magic trick. Being an avid long-term D&D player, Criss's work inspired me to try playing powerful illlusionists for a campaign. It isn't the same as playing a magic user with arcane knowledge. In real life the difference is that between Criss Angel and people like Aleister Crowley and the village sorcerer's in African tribal locations in the world today. Some are evil, some are good. They do come in male and in female - but not usually the same ones - unless we're getting into the transgendered here...In Science Fiction, I think illusionists are Cyber Punk.
How to Buy An Adventure in Indianapolis
Right now, buy at: http://uranianfiction.webs.com/apps/webstore/. You can also find it in various formats by typing in the title.
Who is Father Zachary? He's a young man for a Father. He's a blonde, white man from an insignificant birthplace. What makes him most astonishing is that God makes Holy Water that heals on contact through Zach consistently.
Shortly after being transferred to Indianapolis by the Church, he befriended the Sheriff who has the odd name of Master Johnson. The Sheriff is African-American. Their association ran rather deep and as a consequence, God seemed to have Father Zach sent off on adventures now and then where he could be the hands of God while doubling as the Sheriff's extra set of eyes.
Who is Father Zachary? He's a young man for a Father. He's a blonde, white man from an insignificant birthplace. What makes him most astonishing is that God makes Holy Water that heals on contact through Zach consistently.
Shortly after being transferred to Indianapolis by the Church, he befriended the Sheriff who has the odd name of Master Johnson. The Sheriff is African-American. Their association ran rather deep and as a consequence, God seemed to have Father Zach sent off on adventures now and then where he could be the hands of God while doubling as the Sheriff's extra set of eyes.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Improved Openings - The Children of Loki aka In the Blink of an Alien Eye
I lifted my bottle in the nick of time. The FaucMerz came crashing into the booth table with her opponent. We were at a space station, supposedly having "R&R". I had downgraded to a point where I was going to be content if we left without any deaths and without needing to escape while hounded by station security. For better and worse, this was typical behavior.
Rejkyavik's soldiers aren't meant to be nice, and they keep their girls "souped up" on the latest steroids to make them stronger and meaner and clearer thinking than the other girls. I had dared to attempt to befriend one of Rejkyavik's soldiers for two reasons. One showed up where I was - this almost never happens. The other reason is that if I find a discarded weapon, I normally pick it up. All of the Emperor's soldiers are classified as weaponry, but ones like the young woman Captain I was with seemed to also have minds of their own. Most of the mind was taken up with fighting, even the part that would normally be concerned with dating and mating.
Rejkyavik's soldiers aren't meant to be nice, and they keep their girls "souped up" on the latest steroids to make them stronger and meaner and clearer thinking than the other girls. I had dared to attempt to befriend one of Rejkyavik's soldiers for two reasons. One showed up where I was - this almost never happens. The other reason is that if I find a discarded weapon, I normally pick it up. All of the Emperor's soldiers are classified as weaponry, but ones like the young woman Captain I was with seemed to also have minds of their own. Most of the mind was taken up with fighting, even the part that would normally be concerned with dating and mating.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
New Worlds - Inconjunction & the 7 novel SF series
http://uranianfiction.webs.com/
is one of the 2 main websites for finding An Adventure in Indianapolis. If you're a fan of Star Trek, discovering an SF novelist through An Adventure in Indianapolis might be a bit like that episode where the starship personnel have to cover the vulcan's funny ears with the big cap and they babble about LDS as a blanket excuse for their cultural misunderstanding. The characters in An Adventure in Indianapolis may also have seen that Star Trek episode - in that sense, they live much like we do.
The same cannot be said for Gezka FaucMerz or Kiel Bronson. Neither of these people has seen Star Trek, but of the two of them Kiel has the better chance because he is from planet Earth. Today, in tender preparation for the upcoming Inconjunction convention this weekend in Indianapolis I finally mapped out 7 of the novels. Kiel is really only in 4 or 5 of them, as the later stories focus on Rejkyavik's Empire in the far reaches of human colonized space.
is one of the 2 main websites for finding An Adventure in Indianapolis. If you're a fan of Star Trek, discovering an SF novelist through An Adventure in Indianapolis might be a bit like that episode where the starship personnel have to cover the vulcan's funny ears with the big cap and they babble about LDS as a blanket excuse for their cultural misunderstanding. The characters in An Adventure in Indianapolis may also have seen that Star Trek episode - in that sense, they live much like we do.
The same cannot be said for Gezka FaucMerz or Kiel Bronson. Neither of these people has seen Star Trek, but of the two of them Kiel has the better chance because he is from planet Earth. Today, in tender preparation for the upcoming Inconjunction convention this weekend in Indianapolis I finally mapped out 7 of the novels. Kiel is really only in 4 or 5 of them, as the later stories focus on Rejkyavik's Empire in the far reaches of human colonized space.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Kiel & Gezka don't even care...but you might....
http://www.alibris.com/booksearch?wauth=Barbara+Shoup&siteID=wv1I9XM390g-YrHB_D5frtqpLQGrbcgTfQ. At this mysterious link is a selection of books by an author who I have had the pleasure of meeting personally. In person you might not notice her as she appears to be entirely normal. She looks like a middle class, middle aged, slender American woman and that's true. However, she is also a multiple novelist, and a powerful advocate of writers in Indiana. Her name is Barb Shoup.
As a teacher, and an author, like myself she would tend to be frightened of and offended if confronted with the real life Gezka FaucMerz or Kiel Bronson, even if it is after Gezka is more relaxed and they are running the Interstellar mercenary Order The Children of Loki smoothly. This would be a normal reaction even if its safer because Kiel is there: the young alien Captain is often calmer when the older Earthling Sergeant is there. Still, most of us don't feel all that comfortable around infantry soldiers fresh out of combat and only less relaxed around murderers. Our fear of them is normal.
As a teacher, and an author, like myself she would tend to be frightened of and offended if confronted with the real life Gezka FaucMerz or Kiel Bronson, even if it is after Gezka is more relaxed and they are running the Interstellar mercenary Order The Children of Loki smoothly. This would be a normal reaction even if its safer because Kiel is there: the young alien Captain is often calmer when the older Earthling Sergeant is there. Still, most of us don't feel all that comfortable around infantry soldiers fresh out of combat and only less relaxed around murderers. Our fear of them is normal.
New Fangled Devices & SF
Nowadays there are electronic book readers such as the Kindle and the new nook; there are ebooks sold at various locations through the Internet. The last time I bought university textbooks I tried the electronic format version since they were cheaper. I have mixed feelings about that - I miss toting a real book and instead of paper glare I had even more time with the illuminated screen. Speaking of illuminated backgrounds - the English poet William Blake had a day job as a sign painter and he experimented with illuminated backdrops when conducting visual art experiments.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
More About Other Authors
http://www.llewellyn.com/blog/2010/06/safe-travel-spells-and-a-new-book/
This note connects you to a Debbie Blake who writes nf occult books for LLewellen: the occult publisher with the Welsh name.
I doubt I should try to explain how the same author that produced The Children of Loki would later generate An Adventure in Indianapolis. They are very different novels. In a way this seems perfectly alright but I suffer from chronic suspicious - its not always paranoia, but usually that's all it is.
This note connects you to a Debbie Blake who writes nf occult books for LLewellen: the occult publisher with the Welsh name.
I doubt I should try to explain how the same author that produced The Children of Loki would later generate An Adventure in Indianapolis. They are very different novels. In a way this seems perfectly alright but I suffer from chronic suspicious - its not always paranoia, but usually that's all it is.
New Link Generation for Novels
http://www.storebuilder.co.uk
This organization is one of many that are willing to link with mine. The novelist D E Bartley showed me this today, thanks to LinkedIn networking powers. Wow.
Gezka and Kiel, are I think, still hoping in the mysterious way that fictional characters hope to be born through someone writing and publishing the novel they are in - unless they can come out as a movie.
This organization is one of many that are willing to link with mine. The novelist D E Bartley showed me this today, thanks to LinkedIn networking powers. Wow.
Gezka and Kiel, are I think, still hoping in the mysterious way that fictional characters hope to be born through someone writing and publishing the novel they are in - unless they can come out as a movie.
Monday, June 14, 2010
The Children of Loki - Spawned
As you may well know, Loki was the blood brother of the god Odin in pre-Christian Scandinavia. Loki had a very serious problem: he was a half-breed of warring tribes and he was not treated very well as a direct consequence. The bottom line of his trouble was mixed loyalties. He was a giant, or something like it, but for some reason he became a god to the Aesir and blood-brother of Odin.
He was a trickster - to most contemporary Americans this means that he was more normal than many of his brethren in terms of his use of deception and trickery as part of his repetoire for dealing with life's challenges. Not the strongest brute or the best fighter, nor the wealthiest Loki survived by his wits in the face of pretty extreme challenges. The giants made him do this: the gods made him do that...and somehow he had to get through it and live, which was not always easy to do.
In the ancient myths he never had children, but in The Children of Loki - a number of soldiers and characters are all created, along with a set of circumstances worthy of being just that: Loki's own children. Gezka FaucMerz the genetically engineered and Kiel Bronson - the "barely not in prison" Sergeant are a testimony to the strange forces that influence people's lives in both reality and fictional story.
He was a trickster - to most contemporary Americans this means that he was more normal than many of his brethren in terms of his use of deception and trickery as part of his repetoire for dealing with life's challenges. Not the strongest brute or the best fighter, nor the wealthiest Loki survived by his wits in the face of pretty extreme challenges. The giants made him do this: the gods made him do that...and somehow he had to get through it and live, which was not always easy to do.
In the ancient myths he never had children, but in The Children of Loki - a number of soldiers and characters are all created, along with a set of circumstances worthy of being just that: Loki's own children. Gezka FaucMerz the genetically engineered and Kiel Bronson - the "barely not in prison" Sergeant are a testimony to the strange forces that influence people's lives in both reality and fictional story.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Another Author's Work: Fictional Teen Biography
Fellow author supported: Here is a link to a blog for another woman author. This might be more for your kid than for you - there's a wonderful novel about and about an adolescent. http://diaryofabibliophile-jesilea.blogspot.com/. Have a look for yourself.
Meanwhile: Gezka was happy to fight and to strategize but she really knew nothing about life outside of the Rejkyavikian Empire. As a consequence, she was quietly incredibly grateful for old Keil Bronson. While she condescended to the weak old Earthling man, she admired his assurance that he would find them work. Kiel, being pretty savvy, helped organize a means by which they could find a corporation that needed military troops. Bronson knew mercenary work; he had done it before - probably long before Gezka had grown up to be an officer.
Meanwhile: Gezka was happy to fight and to strategize but she really knew nothing about life outside of the Rejkyavikian Empire. As a consequence, she was quietly incredibly grateful for old Keil Bronson. While she condescended to the weak old Earthling man, she admired his assurance that he would find them work. Kiel, being pretty savvy, helped organize a means by which they could find a corporation that needed military troops. Bronson knew mercenary work; he had done it before - probably long before Gezka had grown up to be an officer.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
2 Novels, 2 genres, different characters
In the Blink of an Alien Eye aka The Children of Loki stars: Gezka FaucMerz as the interstellar genetically engineered and thoroughly brainwashed young woman warrior officer, and Kiel Bronson the well traveled mature independent man with a blend of legal military experience and a streak of criminality with which he is extremely comfortable. Gezka symbolizes something as the giant virgin Captain. Kiel signifies something else - never married, often a girlfriend, a sincere and passionate lover - this is the man who evaded prison through military service. He has no mixed feelings about it.
An Adventure in Indianapolis stars: an invisible foe -Tutweiler Buckhead, a white collar criminal with a management day job. At some point Tutweiler lost perspective and 'forgot' that consistently selling cocaine or meth amphetamine at stylish parties was actually drug trafficking and definitely illegal. He developed a habit of it and it seemed second nature as an aside from his normal working life as a responsible corporate suit. The bad guy is shocked when his double life collapses and he is confronted by the idea that his day job boss is going to find out he's been dealing drugs for years. He is not comfortable with it.
An Adventure in Indianapolis stars: an invisible foe -Tutweiler Buckhead, a white collar criminal with a management day job. At some point Tutweiler lost perspective and 'forgot' that consistently selling cocaine or meth amphetamine at stylish parties was actually drug trafficking and definitely illegal. He developed a habit of it and it seemed second nature as an aside from his normal working life as a responsible corporate suit. The bad guy is shocked when his double life collapses and he is confronted by the idea that his day job boss is going to find out he's been dealing drugs for years. He is not comfortable with it.
Friday, May 21, 2010
In the Blink of An Alien Eye or The Children of Loki
Below is an actual excerpt: page 1 of the first Gezka FaucMerz & Kiel Bronson SF novel!
I lifted the bottle in the nick of time. The FaucMerz came crashing into the booth table with at least one opponent, wrapped together in a grappling bar fight. I pulled back in my seat. I didn’t know if I just felt old, or mature. I don’t get into many bar fights nowadays. I turned 50 Earth years old a couple of years ago now. Don’t get me wrong, I still don’t back down; its just that I start trouble even less than I used to. My name’s Kiel Bronson.
The FaucMerz made quick work of the end of her little tussel and I could tell it was time for us to leave.
Gezka looks a lot like a young, giant Earth woman but with a very special twist. If you’re an Earthling then you’ll see how alien she is, for a human. She’s bigger than most Earthling men, with strangely broad shoulders as well as hips and skin as pale as an albino’s. You probably won’t see her eyes; she wears special goggles to keep out the light in places where you might come across an Earthling.
Once you know what to look for, you can easily tell she’s a soldier. She’s one of Emperor Rejkyavik’s pieces of military equipment. They breed them out there. The use genetic engineering and eugenics, not to mention brainwashing and cultural separatism. In actual fact, I’m the first friend she’s ever made who isn’t also part and parcel of the ExxyNaav - that’s what her military force is called. Emperor Rejkyavik’s ExxyNaav. They are something along the lines of a “Space Navy” but its more different from how Earth handles it than that.
I found her. She’s all mine. The kid went AWOL, we still don’t know why. She told me she had just been field promoted to Captain - that means someone else died in combat so she gets the new job opening. She broke the law again by leaving Exterior Federation Territory and went to one of the few space stations in The Rim she had ever been to. Typical, she went somewhere she’d already been. I found her in there, ordering her first drink soaked in blood. Back home we call this guilty of murder. I think her perspective was more like war atrocities, but that’s the trouble with taking a soldier out of combat and mixing them in with regular people too soon. She wasn’t ready and a lot of civilians died because of that.
I talked to her. She could tell I was some kind of Sergeant.
I lifted the bottle in the nick of time. The FaucMerz came crashing into the booth table with at least one opponent, wrapped together in a grappling bar fight. I pulled back in my seat. I didn’t know if I just felt old, or mature. I don’t get into many bar fights nowadays. I turned 50 Earth years old a couple of years ago now. Don’t get me wrong, I still don’t back down; its just that I start trouble even less than I used to. My name’s Kiel Bronson.
The FaucMerz made quick work of the end of her little tussel and I could tell it was time for us to leave.
Gezka looks a lot like a young, giant Earth woman but with a very special twist. If you’re an Earthling then you’ll see how alien she is, for a human. She’s bigger than most Earthling men, with strangely broad shoulders as well as hips and skin as pale as an albino’s. You probably won’t see her eyes; she wears special goggles to keep out the light in places where you might come across an Earthling.
Once you know what to look for, you can easily tell she’s a soldier. She’s one of Emperor Rejkyavik’s pieces of military equipment. They breed them out there. The use genetic engineering and eugenics, not to mention brainwashing and cultural separatism. In actual fact, I’m the first friend she’s ever made who isn’t also part and parcel of the ExxyNaav - that’s what her military force is called. Emperor Rejkyavik’s ExxyNaav. They are something along the lines of a “Space Navy” but its more different from how Earth handles it than that.
I found her. She’s all mine. The kid went AWOL, we still don’t know why. She told me she had just been field promoted to Captain - that means someone else died in combat so she gets the new job opening. She broke the law again by leaving Exterior Federation Territory and went to one of the few space stations in The Rim she had ever been to. Typical, she went somewhere she’d already been. I found her in there, ordering her first drink soaked in blood. Back home we call this guilty of murder. I think her perspective was more like war atrocities, but that’s the trouble with taking a soldier out of combat and mixing them in with regular people too soon. She wasn’t ready and a lot of civilians died because of that.
I talked to her. She could tell I was some kind of Sergeant.
Monday, May 17, 2010
What the heck was that ?! Different genre novel
An Adventure in Indianapolis is not science fiction. Gezka and Kiel are not even in this novel. This novel is about a white collar drug trafficker in Indianapolis but most of the time it doesn't seem like it. The reason it does not seem that way is because readers join the other side - a group comes together to catch the suit wearing villain with the day job. Readers go along for the ride as the story follows an attorney, a Father, a career criminal woman burglar and a warm hearted warrior. These four people serve the City of Indianapolis - they are not quite vigilantes, but are close to it.
The story is a blend of intellectual situations and action. The lawyer leads the team meetings, but the woman criminal uses the most bald faced bribery and violence. The fighter orders night telescopes and rifles. The Father prays over the group and prevents thugs from being too quick to draw their guns - even at the peak of the action. The villain is a manager in a corporation who deals drugs part time, nights and weekends. It has become a habit.
The story is a blend of intellectual situations and action. The lawyer leads the team meetings, but the woman criminal uses the most bald faced bribery and violence. The fighter orders night telescopes and rifles. The Father prays over the group and prevents thugs from being too quick to draw their guns - even at the peak of the action. The villain is a manager in a corporation who deals drugs part time, nights and weekends. It has become a habit.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
How to find Gezka & Kiel
Science fiction is a large, roomy level of the imagination. Within this vast terrain is the interstellar reality in which Gezka and Kiel both live. Of course, this is even a lot like the observation that the Cardaceans and Earth's inhabitants share the same universe for those properly versed in the realms of Star Trek...Gezka and Kiel are born literally LY - Light Years away from one another. Kiel was a young full grown man when Gezka's parents dutifully and perhaps reasonably cheerfully generated Gezka as part of their military's breeding system. Gezka was the 5th child in a family. She was amongst the 5th generation of Rejkyavian Imperial Naav engineered, carefully bred and tightly controlled personnel. Far away, three decades before, some Earthlings bred somewhat freely - one of the most common Earth races. The partners selected one another over drinks in a saloon. Much as location and economics did play into the decision, it wasn't as carefully orchestrated as what happened with the FaucMerz. No one expected them to meet each other, but the Universe has a strange way of working through systems. So, when some middle aged 52 year old man sees a runaway 23 year old officer in a tavern on a space station the lights go on in his mind and he sees a freelance mercenary.
People who find this interesting can also connect here to more science fiction news.
http://www.sciencefictiongeeks.com/
People who find this interesting can also connect here to more science fiction news.
http://www.sciencefictiongeeks.com/
Friday, May 14, 2010
Other Famous People - Real & Fictional
What follows is publicity for Neil Gaiman. I really have no special relationship with him its just that I got to see him live recently and really loved what the British did with his Neverwhere years ago.
Now, here's a link to American Gods: http://journal.neilgaiman.com/2010/05/one-book-one-twitter-one-wondering.html?utm_source=twitterfeed&utm_medium=twitter
So, that's that. I saw Leonard Nimoy today, only it was Spock looking about 30 years old again. [Women who has her own talk show on TV - lots of make up and melon breasts; she smokes] "Now you know Honey, how much you can tell Leonard wasn't being himself then..." so much so, that that was Spock...but Spock isn't even a real person and never has been. Do they get paid every time someone buys an action figure or t-shirt made using their images? Theatre people issues...
Gezka FaucMerz and Kiel Bronson are only real the same way that Spock is...except that they are still hoping to get some well published novels and a few movie deals with stand ins who portray them...so that they "come to life" as slightly more than "just an idea" but still, not actually real in the usual sense...
Now, here's a link to American Gods: http://journal.neilgaiman.com/2010/05/one-book-one-twitter-one-wondering.html?utm_source=twitterfeed&utm_medium=twitter
So, that's that. I saw Leonard Nimoy today, only it was Spock looking about 30 years old again. [Women who has her own talk show on TV - lots of make up and melon breasts; she smokes] "Now you know Honey, how much you can tell Leonard wasn't being himself then..." so much so, that that was Spock...but Spock isn't even a real person and never has been. Do they get paid every time someone buys an action figure or t-shirt made using their images? Theatre people issues...
Gezka FaucMerz and Kiel Bronson are only real the same way that Spock is...except that they are still hoping to get some well published novels and a few movie deals with stand ins who portray them...so that they "come to life" as slightly more than "just an idea" but still, not actually real in the usual sense...
Sunday, May 2, 2010
The Giant Virgin - Gezka FaucMerz
Gezka FaucMerz does not date. Where she comes from, when it is time to breed the Naav will send you the paperwork and will direct you towards likely candidates. This isn't the way they do it on Earth. Gezka'a mother received the paperwork and so did her father. While in the equivalent of their 30s by Earth years, they joined and bred as per their military breeding program. Nothing in the Naav is left much to chance. Gezka has not received her papers and was not due to for many years. She has felt her hormones but has been socialized to subvert them to military purposes.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
More on Gail & Kiel being a couple
Gail is also heterosexual. Normally this can be taken for granted, but for the bisexuals and homosexuals amongst us, it is strongly preferred to not just assume this. Gail and Kiel simply noticed that they were attracted to one another and available. As they became increasingly well acquainted they succumbed to the argument that they should romance each other because they are work colleagues. The reason is that they will be able to include one another due to being in the same mercenary order. If either of them found a lover who was not one of The Children of Loki they would be hard pressed at best, to have an actual relationship with that person. Since they both longed for a romance, they gave in to this argument instead of giving in to the argument that they should just stay single and celibate or sleep around casually with strangers at space stations on days off because of their work obligations.
Gail Murphy and Kiel Bronson are a couple
Who is Gail Murphy? She is actually an amazing woman. The Children of Loki pick her up when they hire her as one of their mercenaries, making her a work colleague in an unusual situation. In a lot of work environments she would not date her boss or colleagues but in this case she has obtained work as a mercenary and is somewhat flexible about this when she and an older man share a strong mutual attraction and affection. Gail is a woman in her 30s. She is an ace pilot of small aerospace fighter jets. She is able to double as a "combat engineer". Those with military experience realize that this is an actual skill, whereas to civilians this is just "crazy". She can fix things in the midsts of chaos, turmoil and even if she has to grab her gun and shoot someone between adjusting wires. In addition to these basic skills which earned her a place in The Children of Loki mercenary order, she also has precognition. Her ability is peculiar because it runs only 30 seconds in advance. This proves to be a profound advantage with respect to the others - especially in combat situations where 30 seconds is as good as a full day of being ahead of the others, but is of much less use in other, slower conditions where it mostly just confused and annoyed her.
Does Kiel Bronson have a girlfriend?
Actually, throughout most of the first novel, Kiel does have a girlfriend. He doesn't have one all the time. Although he is 52 Earth years old when the novel which currently has 2 titles jockeying for position begins. The Children of Loki - is one working title, because this is the name of the mercenary order they co-create. In The Blink of an Alien Eye is another one, which alludes to the fact that its an action packed SF adventure story. Kiel has simply never managed to connect with a woman well enough to marry and to stay that way. He is heterosexual and generally likes and respects both women and men. Naturally, he is also critical of both. Gezka is not really a girlfriend type - he can immediately tell that she is not sexually interested in him: he is old enough and wise enough to know this. He is more concerned with getting her on his team and having them make money together. So who is his girlfriend?
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Reality for The Children of Loki
Gezka FaucMerz and Kiel Bronson were born approximately 30LY from one another. Kiel is an Earthling, whereas Gezka is from the Rejkyavikian Empire. It isn't Iceland anymore, dear readers, this is a growing Empire covering a vast region 30 - 32 LY from Earth's star, Sol.
Humans have colonized space to preserve the species and to support exponential increases in numbers. The region from Sol to 20LY in a spherical expansion is commonly known as the Interior. Beyond that are two other regions. A region known as The Rim extends from 25LY to 30LY, and beyond that is called The Exterior.
The human population is in the trillions and has seen many changes. In some respects, "the more things change, the more they stay the same". In other ways, this is an astounding new realm.
Humans have colonized space to preserve the species and to support exponential increases in numbers. The region from Sol to 20LY in a spherical expansion is commonly known as the Interior. Beyond that are two other regions. A region known as The Rim extends from 25LY to 30LY, and beyond that is called The Exterior.
The human population is in the trillions and has seen many changes. In some respects, "the more things change, the more they stay the same". In other ways, this is an astounding new realm.
More ways to access [insert Big Ego here] My Work - LOL
Welcome back, to the world where Gezka FaucMerz, Kiel Bronson, Zachary O'Malley and so called Skilleas Fog exist. These are fictional women and men, from various locations in space and in time who have used the mind of Miriam Pia as a birthing house, or as a petri dish of the soul. Below are links to access more material in act of what is either shameless self promotion or blatant, and outright sharing. If you don't even know it exists how will you know you want it?
http://www.scribd.com/
http://www.youpublish.com/mine/mypublications
In the next entry, we will get to important things, like fictional people.
http://www.scribd.com/
http://www.youpublish.com/mine/mypublications
In the next entry, we will get to important things, like fictional people.
JLichtenberg & Twitter
The background of this blog is the same style as that of the illustrious J Lichtenburg.. She is a highly experienced SF novelist, presently specializing in alien romances. I found this woman while networking, which I had begun to learn to do. Many of you already know how to do this, and some of you are like myself - you are learning how to do this now.
Using Twitter is being fun, but I have yet to receive a paycheck from it. What has happened so far? I have at least fleetingly connected with a number of other writers as well as professionals in other industries. I have discovered other people's blogs and learned in a way that seemed more interactive and fun. Although networking live is probably even more fun, when you're not the type to move to NYC and hang around wherever there are publishers then, what can you do? Nowadays, you can Twitter. Thank God! or Goddess if you prefer.
If you wish to connect with me you can do so via FB, Twitter, LinkedIn and by searching my name.
Using Twitter is being fun, but I have yet to receive a paycheck from it. What has happened so far? I have at least fleetingly connected with a number of other writers as well as professionals in other industries. I have discovered other people's blogs and learned in a way that seemed more interactive and fun. Although networking live is probably even more fun, when you're not the type to move to NYC and hang around wherever there are publishers then, what can you do? Nowadays, you can Twitter. Thank God! or Goddess if you prefer.
If you wish to connect with me you can do so via FB, Twitter, LinkedIn and by searching my name.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Writing the Witchy Way: Sunday Spells
Writing the Witchy Way: Sunday Spells
http://uranianfiction.webs.com/
http://www.scribd.com/MiriamSPia
http://uranianfiction.webs.com/
http://www.scribd.com/MiriamSPia
Monday, March 1, 2010
Introductions: Gezka FaucMerz and Kiel Bronson
Ladies and gentleman, Gezka FaucMerz. This magnificent soldier is more likely to be modeled the way that the latest tanks and laser-blocking shielding is displayed at the Military Expo. of 3013. There is an entire section of the Expo devoted to the latest in military personnel - eugenically designed and culturally enhanced according to the special designs of the military forces for which they are crafted. Although given a name, the identifying information is also tattooed on the anterior right-hand thigh. This model of soldier is made to combine the intelligence needed for officers and exceptionally challenging territory along with the speed and raw strength required for hand to hand as well as weapons combat.
Warnings: These devices are limited in their emotional range and are banned from the general public. As such, these military personnel are designed with the intention that they will never be in contact with nonmilitary equipment except for use in parades. It is illegal to harbor or to brandish a military soldier in any civilian environment unless it is war.
Warnings: These devices are limited in their emotional range and are banned from the general public. As such, these military personnel are designed with the intention that they will never be in contact with nonmilitary equipment except for use in parades. It is illegal to harbor or to brandish a military soldier in any civilian environment unless it is war.
The Others
There are others in the industry. In fact, I need them. In some cases, these may be mentors. Mentors first arrived in the form of books I read and loved growing up. Realistic thinking, though something I could do, was not half as fascinating as being realistic within a fantasy world often populated by elves. Mental residents include locations such as Pern and Narnia - very different places, by the way, but both strangely familiar the same way that someone might know both the city of Athens, Greece and Broad Ripple, Indianapolis or London City, England and the Upper West side of Vancouver, British Columbia. Pern and Narnia.
Forgive me, I didn't mean to ramble. Its just that blogging this way is mysteriously intimidating to me while full of potential. Let's just push all of that aside, rather like a heavy door or like the first two hundred pages of an engrossing three hundred fifty page novel is to the pinky of your book holding hand.
Forgive me, I didn't mean to ramble. Its just that blogging this way is mysteriously intimidating to me while full of potential. Let's just push all of that aside, rather like a heavy door or like the first two hundred pages of an engrossing three hundred fifty page novel is to the pinky of your book holding hand.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Opening Day
Welcome to opening day of this blog. Presently, the available Uranian Fiction is An Adventure in Indianapolis, which you can buy as PDF or for your Kindle reader, through Amazon.com.
To my own utter shock, most of the money I have been paid for writing was [scoffs like a late teen] "actually true!" [looks shocked]. The people at The Writers Bureau told me, in 1995, that this would most likely be the case. [Makes strange face as if looking at a teacher who is giving correction.] In 2009 the professional tutors of The Writers Bureau seem to have been correct.
Those of you who know that my first big piece of writing was a Science Fiction novel which I hope you will be able to buy someday, even now, will understand why it has come as such a surprise to learn that most of what I have been paid for writing has been nonfiction.
This is just "Day 1" I'm not even sure where this is going, yet. I invite comments.
To my own utter shock, most of the money I have been paid for writing was [scoffs like a late teen] "actually true!" [looks shocked]. The people at The Writers Bureau told me, in 1995, that this would most likely be the case. [Makes strange face as if looking at a teacher who is giving correction.] In 2009 the professional tutors of The Writers Bureau seem to have been correct.
Those of you who know that my first big piece of writing was a Science Fiction novel which I hope you will be able to buy someday, even now, will understand why it has come as such a surprise to learn that most of what I have been paid for writing has been nonfiction.
This is just "Day 1" I'm not even sure where this is going, yet. I invite comments.
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