ALLIES ALIGN Brad and Brian had come down from the NW in Unit D, heading SW to Unit A. The Kitchen AI near Romeo Rd and Sage Street had reported a sighting of Hagor. When the two men reached the area, they could see some activity. The scene had escalated to a chaotic mess on
We Fight Elizabeth stood at her office window, her mind a whirlwind threatening to engulf her. War, SHIT! Outside, in front of the Council House, the scene resembled the fairs from her children’s school days in California. The air was filled with anticipation, and people were preparing and buzzing with excitement. But for Elizabeth, being
“I fully sympathize with the mandarin who cut off a priceless embroidered sleeve because a kitten was sleeping on it.” Robert A. Heinlein The Door Into Summer 1956
I am a fervent admirer of science fiction. However, I have often found myself in the crosshairs of those who do not share my passion. This conflict led me to ponder the origins of this captivating genre. Our ancestors began telling tales to pass down wisdom, warn of danger, and dream. From there, writing was
Must we follow the rules of our genre? Yes! But which rules? Mine, of course! JM Strasser March 2025