Posted by J.R. Blackwell on November 30, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“I’m sorry, but the answer is no,†Captain Diana Cai watched Ambassador Karr on her viewscreen as his face darkened. The Ambassador bit his tongue inside his mouth until he tasted blood. Captain Cai allowed him his moment. It was harsh news she had to deliver. “Our team has found traces of the Contagion in [...]
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Posted by Jared Axelrod on November 29, 2005 · Leave a Comment
Sergeant Ariel Odipo held back a grimace as her squadron approached the Sepch encampment. She doubted they could see her face through the mirrored visor of her helmet, but she wasn’t taking any chances. She loosened her grip on her rifle as well. The tension was thick enough as it was. This was a peacekeeping [...]
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Posted by J.R. Blackwell on November 28, 2005 · Leave a Comment
The writers of 365 Tomorrows are honored to announce that we have been invited to be guests at PhilCon 2005. PhilCon will be held on December 9th to 11th, at the Marriot Hotel in downtown Philadelphia. Jared Axelrod, J, Loseth , B. York and I will be hosting two panels, ‘Publishing for an Online Audience’ [...]
Posted by J.R. Blackwell on November 28, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“Goodman Ernest, your application for life expectancy has been denied.†Ernest, as his own legal representation, was standing at the podium before the masked council. When he heard their pronouncement, he nearly fell off the stand. “Council! I beg appeal!†The head councilwoman banged her gavel; the advantage of psychic links between the council was [...]
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Posted by Kathy Kachelries on November 27, 2005 · Leave a Comment
I don’t remember being a citizen, but when I was growing up, it was all my father ever talked about. ‘Back in the valley,’ he would say, and point to the acrylic mural that took up most of the wall by the front door. It looked nothing like a valley. It was a jumble of [...]
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Posted by J. Loseth on November 26, 2005 · Leave a Comment
This is it, lads. We’ve done it. The future of dating is now. Forget all those phony hookup services, the holodates, the matchmakers. We’ve discovered what your problem was all along. You don’t need to find the right girl, mate. Not anymore. That’s a thing of the past. You need to find the right you. [...]
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Posted by Jared Axelrod on November 25, 2005 · Leave a Comment
Autumn was ending the day the man who carried no name wandered into the village of Plum Rose. Nearly bent double by the pack upon his back, the stranger nevertheless moved with a fluidity and grace that immediately drew attention in the dusty township. Children watched from hidden places and whispered, “Ronin” to each other, [...]
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Posted by J.R. Blackwell on November 24, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“We’ve got a jumper.†Pratt was one of those orderly, wiry men who pleased supervisors without ever accomplishing much of value. Detective Harr lit his cigarette and enjoyed the growing scowl on Pratts face. Cigarettes were quite illegal in hospitals, but no one questioned a damned thing anyone in his department did. “Suspected jumper.†Detective [...]
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Posted by Jared Axelrod on November 23, 2005 · Leave a Comment
They wait for him. They deny it, but they do. They sit with their alcohol and they wait for the man called Ironwine to walk in and regale them with tales of his latest adventures. Ironwine, who they say hears the buzz and modulation of the galaxy. Ironwine, who they say feels the stars and [...]
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Posted by Kathy Kachelries on November 22, 2005 · Leave a Comment
The robot was white, angular, and roughly waist-high. At least, it was waist-high for Jack, but Jack had always been a tall man thanks to the synthetic hormones he’d been given at a young age. It was a diminutive thing, like most personal assistants, and if one were terribly nearsighted and unfamiliar with modern robots, [...]
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Posted by B. York on November 21, 2005 · Leave a Comment
Listen now, my children, to the sparks of our ancestors. This soil was not always touched by flame. When our ancestors first began to weave tales of hydrogen and controlled fusion there was a terrible storm, my children. The storm plagued our wireless networks; it tore away our ability to communicate with the pioneers of [...]
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Posted by J.R. Blackwell on November 20, 2005 · Leave a Comment
Isaac lived on the inner ring of the tower, so he didn’t have a window. He had a screen though, and despite the status of having a window, he preferred the flexibility of having a screen. A screen could show a view from anywhere in the world, a window just had the outside. Unlike most [...]
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Posted by J. Loseth on November 19, 2005 · Leave a Comment
It’s very hard to describe the sound of a wooden baseball bat hitting the base of a stop sign, especially when the metal has been wrapped in a pillow to muffle the noise. It isn’t a clang. There’s no resonance, and I firmly believe that the word “clang” applies only to sounds that can echo. [...]
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Posted by B. York on November 18, 2005 · Leave a Comment
They are marching on the block today. Mama and Papa tell me it will all be over soon, and that whatever might happen, this won’t be my fault. My brother Mika refused to chose his words carefully, and now the others don’t want to either. I’m scared for myself, and I am scared for my [...]
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Posted by Jared Axelrod on November 17, 2005 · Leave a Comment
Ossie was on the subway, thinking about getting his hand redone,when it started. He was gently touching the worn mahogany with the still-fleshy fingertips of his left hand, still amazed at the way the circuitry was so completely hidden behind his wooden knuckles. He hadn’t had it refinished since he lost it in the war. [...]
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Posted by Kathy Kachelries on November 16, 2005 · Leave a Comment
DATE: ASBI 68432 PROGRAM: Search for Extra-Serian Intelligence REPORT NUMER: Sol-5210 REPORT TYPE: Interim INTERVAL: Every 100 sidereal years (local time) PREPARED BY: Planetary Observation Probe XTRE43773 This report documents the observations from ASBI 68372-68432. The subject planet has demonstrated remarkable progress in the last local century. In the previous 520,900 years of observation, the [...]
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Posted by J.R. Blackwell on November 15, 2005 · Leave a Comment
It’s official. 365 Tomorrows has gone global. With translations of our work in Spanish Spanish, Korean, and now German, we are attracting fans from all over the world. Evidence of this Globalization can be found on our Frappr Map, which shows where our fans are located. Show your support and link yourself on our map! [...]
Posted by J.R. Blackwell on November 15, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“Do you love me?” asked Josephine. “Of course I love you.” said Arthur “You know that.” Josephine looked suddenly distraught. “Okay.” Arthur took her hand. “What is it? Why are you upset?” Josephine looked him in the eyes, her whole body tense. “I want you to meet my daughter today.” Whenever girls had asked him [...]
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Posted by B. York on November 14, 2005 · Leave a Comment
Everything was wrong. Jasey hadn’t planned this heist to go this way. Yet, here he was with a shaking hand trembling before a live audience of hostages at the bank. Sweat reigned supreme on his brow and he dared not wipe it to acknowledge its existence. His grey eyes slipped left and right frantically. Sector [...]
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Posted by Jared Axelrod on November 13, 2005 · Leave a Comment
I’ll try to explain this as simp–Yes, I know what time it is. It all makes sense, okay? It’s perfectly logical. This is how Navah explained to me: Radiowaves, okay? Radios use’ em, so do televisions and cell phones. Navah said everyone knew this, but whatever. You know the static, right? On your television, or [...]
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Posted by J. Loseth on November 12, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“I thought it was supposed to be bigger.” “Well how should I know? This is what the guy at the shop gave me. It’s not like I ever saw one before.” The two boys stared down at the black rectangle on the table, breathing in musty basement air. Marty, the older one, was twelve; Chester, [...]
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Posted by Kathy Kachelries on November 11, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“See,” said Don, as he tapped on the screen, “I told you. Even if I prevent Velocivich from inventing the warp drive, someone else does it within a year, and we still colonize Tao Ceti before the end of the century. You can’t change history. History has a way with things.” Behind the control panel [...]
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Posted by B. York on November 10, 2005 · Leave a Comment
Caleb’s hand reached for the rope one more time to hoist himself up onto another ledge. The icy winds howled around him as he hit the heat-release button on the ice-pick to pull it back easily from the sheer face he’d just managed to climb. A breath-taking view of the blue sky melding with the [...]
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Posted by Jared Axelrod on November 9, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“There’s a storm coming,” Leaphorn said, and moved to close the shutters. Zhang removed his ear-buds and glanced up from his monitor, looking out the window. Beijing looked as clear as ever. He dismissed Leaphorn’s prediction with a wave of his hand, rose, and proceeded to make tea. Zhang had to navigate around the thrift-store [...]
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Posted by J.R. Blackwell on November 8, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“What’s your business?†yelled Marie from the gate tower, pointing her rifle at the small caravan below. A man emerged from the covered wagon holding a wool hat in his hand. He was gaunt, his bones pulling hard against his leather skin. “Ma’m we were hoping we might have a word with someone who would [...]
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Posted by B. York on November 7, 2005 · Leave a Comment
Sammy, don’t stray too far now.†Alice had a firm grip on her six year olds hand as they walked through the courtyard of the Faire. A woman stood near the front gates and handed out what was supposed to be paper. For only a thousand credit entry fee, however, Alice knew it was imitation. [...]
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Posted by J. Loseth on November 6, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“Dan, please, calm down.” Daniel had only been home for a few moments, but the slammed door and Daniel’s flashing eyes told Gabe that the results of the subpoena had been poor. “How can you say that? How can you say ‘calm down’?” Gabe pressed his lips together but didn’t protest when Daniel yanked off [...]
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Posted by Kathy Kachelries on November 5, 2005 · Leave a Comment
By the time he was seven, Oman knew he wanted to be a pony. It wasn’t the pay. It wasn’t even the glory. He didn’t want to be a common pony either, the kind that tourists rent for a few weeks. No, Oman had a plan. He wanted to be a journalist. He wanted to [...]
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Posted by Jared Axelrod on November 4, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“I just don’t see what’s stopping you, Raylan.” Piper adjusted her thick-framed glasses before jamming her fist back into the pocket of her hoodie. Raylan’s show at The Xanadu Carousel had been over for awhile, but the rain outside had only now just stopped. Piper and Raylan didn’t own cars, and this wasn’t the first [...]
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Posted by J.R. Blackwell on November 3, 2005 · Leave a Comment
Annabelle could have gotten stapled, pumped, sucked and tucked, but she had always been a bit of a herbhead, and she wanted to do it the natural way. It was more expensive, to be sure, but in the end, the results would be cleaner. She had looked for the hostess carefully, studying recommendations, medical reports [...]
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Posted by Kathy Kachelries on November 2, 2005 · Leave a Comment
“They’ll find you,” the chronomancer told me. “They always do. One day you’ll be sitting around sipping tea, playing Mah-Jongg, and BAM!” He slammed his fist on the rickety card table, nearly upsetting his coffee and definitely upsetting Sib. She moaned loudly and ran for the corner, then rocked back and forth and pounded her [...]
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