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Monthly Archives: March 2010
Book Of Issah
Mike looked up and slowly panned to his right until he saw her, standing in the far doorway, a pot that might hold coffee in her left hand. He had trouble focussing beyond the thought of coffee. Then he saw … Continue reading
I am who I am: This Blog
Freebooter requested that we of the new blog pack introduce ourselves. Better later than never, eh? I am Mike, IRL and in this blog, sometimes. I prefer to write fiction, even when I am writing to cover things like the … Continue reading
That is Not What He Meant
She looked across from the kitchen through the open door to where he snored, softly, then she continued making the breakfast. Her quilt had been tossed off and he lay there in the clothes he had arrived in, rumpled and … Continue reading
Waking up
Mike opened his eyes slowly and blinked at the unfamiliar ceiling. “dammit” He tried to remember what ship he had been in, what had he lost, which clone was he in . . . . nothing. It probably meant he … Continue reading
CSM Summit Sum Up
Mike shoved the coffee to the side and spread the two comms before him, on one he scrolled the text while on the other he made notations. Dee watched him focus on the information in a way she sometimes he … Continue reading
Sic Semper
He fixed the collar of his jacket and looked down to make sure everything was aligned. “How do I look?” “Your fly is open.” Came her laconic reply. His hands swiftly flew to find that he was being lied to, … Continue reading
She who must be obeyed
Mike looked over and sighed. Kry was heading up the gangway and she looked like she had a full head of steam going. He settle back at his desk and frowned at all the paperwork that was accumulating and shoved … Continue reading
