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Weekend Writing Warriors: Sunday 8 February 2015 (Tales from the Inhabited Worlds)

Posted on February 8, 2015 by epbeaumont

Inside the Jump / Outside the Dome / Don’t bother looking / There’s nobody home. That’s a children’s rhyme on Sarronny, which contains worlds of paradox and irony: nobody home, but that absence means nobody any good. The Void is … Continue reading →

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Sunday 1 February 2015 (The Lost Pissarro)

Posted on February 1, 2015 by epbeaumont

The night before Angie’s New York gallery opening, she and her mentor Florence hung the show. Florence told her the story of the mass witch-burnings in front of the Federal Courthouse in downtown Minneapolis. She spoke in hushed tones, even … Continue reading →

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Sunday 25 January 2015 (NaNo 2014 WIP Romance with Rayguns)

Posted on January 25, 2015 by epbeaumont

Next to him, Taryn sat on a temporary cot, her knees tucked up, wearing a shipboard coverall with no insignia. Her short hair had been combed and fluffed; she was holding a tablet in both hands, reading. Her feet, in … Continue reading →

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Sunday 18 January 2015 (NaNo 2014 WIP Romance with Rayguns)

Posted on January 18, 2015 by epbeaumont

“The Captain sent me,” the voice repeated. Hernan pushed himself up, in spite of the pain from his injuries; dimly, beyond Taryn’s silhouette, a girl in a Crew’s black coverall and blue leads stood in a pool of light that … Continue reading →

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Sunday 11 January 2015 (NaNo 2014 WIP Romance with Rayguns)

Posted on January 11, 2015 by epbeaumont

From earlier in the story: Hernan and Taryn have evaded capture and stowed away with the cargo for an interstellar supply run. *** No longer quarry, Hernan could now serve Taryn’s role as hunter. Free-fall. They felt the acceleration, on … Continue reading →

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Sunday 4 January 2015 (NaNo 2014 WIP Romance with Rayguns)

Posted on January 4, 2015 by epbeaumont

They dozed, comfortably entangled, sticky and pleasantly sore. “It passes the time,” Taryn said at length. “And so very delightfully.” She yawned and wriggled closer. “Traveling companion,” Hernan said in reply, “very interesting way to think about this. Nowhere near … Continue reading →

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Sunday 28 December 2014 (NaNo 2014 WIP Romance with Rayguns)

Posted on December 28, 2014 by epbeaumont

“Well, it’s not been T-7 leaving those mines for us,” Taryn said. “That lot doesn’t have starships; they’ve poured all they have down the rat-hole. Or the singularity, I should say. Pouring it down the rat-hole at least feeds rats.” “The … Continue reading →

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Sunday 21 December 2014 (NaNo 2014 WIP Romance with Rayguns)

Posted on December 21, 2014 by epbeaumont

Hernan hung backward over the edge of the sleeping-niche, queues sweeping the floor, his body anchored only by Taryn’s weight straddling him. “Ah,” he said, “not sure about this position. Blood rushes to the head.” “Well, at least it isn’t … Continue reading →

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Sunday 30 November 2014 (NaNo 2014 WIP Romance with Rayguns)

Posted on November 30, 2014 by epbeaumont

“From each according to her ability,” Taryn said, quoting some folk-wisdom that sounded vaguely familiar. “I’ll be frank, it was quite amazing watching you all. As if you were three parts of the same organism. Amazing. I wouldn’t have guessed … Continue reading →

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Weekend Writing Warriors, Sunday 16 November 2014 (NaNoFeed)

Posted on November 16, 2014 by epbeaumont

Martisset smiled at something her namesake was saying (as yet there was no sound) and the drums rolled over her reply to him. She helped Martisset the Elder walk to the place where the Great Shipwright had saluted the likenesses of … Continue reading →

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