Science fiction is the art of taking what is known and extrapolating it into the future (or past, or space, or other dimensions. Whatever.) And
I’m at a bit of a loss for what to call this chapter. It may actually be only the first part. I’m … writing something
Things are gettin’ weird, y’all. Mostly, it’s the very air of normalcy with which my fellow Americans are going about this thing that’s making me
Quarantine Day #1 – Fires rage out of control. The TPocalypse has left countless dead in the streets, their backsides unclean. Your grandmother was right:
It’s a day. It’s already been a day. And a week. A month. A year. I know several folks who are definitely nonplussed by 2020.
Happy Tuesday to all you fine sophonts! After the Snowmageddon of last week (seriously, two full snow days, and two 2-hour delays), and then –