SFFSat - March 30

Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday (SFFSat) is a place where a bunch of us post snippets from our written works and also shoot the breeze a little. And before I get ahead of myself, thanks and appreciation as always to those who stop by and leave fantastic comments.

Still featuring my new WIP. It's still untitled (and so my OCD tendencies are still irked by that), but you guys have given me some ideas. So far, here are some suggestions: LOST LEGACY, THE ACQUISITION OF THE LEVI, or RELIC RANGER.

The story is about a young woman, Ranger Serafina Derwynde, who works for the Acquisition Guild - an agency that procures and retrieves items of historical and human interest. Sort of like an official scavenging agency, with training and university studies specifically targeted to such items of interest and their historical background. Not to mention ways and means to successfully procure them - by whatever means (force) necessary.

Last week, Serafina stumbled across a hulking generation ship - one thought to have been lost for millennia. After a few lines where I describe her searching the database to compare the image of the old ship and determine whether or not it is, in fact, an actual generation ship, we move on to this, another cheerful exchange between her on board interface, Bertram...(By the way, I came up with the word 'solam' since it just sounded cooler than kilometers or whatever-meters).

            A distance counter flickered underneath stating the mystery ship was a thousand solams away, picked up by her No.2 probe.

“Satisfied?”

Ignoring the interface's muttered response, Serafina squinted at both images and with a raggedy-nailed finger, she flicked the corner of the schematics display to let it rotate a full 360º, glancing at the image No. 2 broadcasted. They looked the same.

“Scan it for life signs,” she instructed the AI.

“I tried.”

Serafina expelled a breath with a groan. “And?”

“My signal bounced back...it’s blocking me.”

“What?”

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SFFSat - March 23

Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday (SFFSat) is a place where a bunch of us post snippets from our written works and also shoot the breeze a little. And before I get ahead of myself, thanks and appreciation as always to those who stop by and leave fantastic comments.

Moving on today to a brand new WIP. It's still untitled (and that irks my OCD tendencies...perhaps that's why it's now sitting on the back burner while I scratch my head for a suitable title. Anyone got any ideas?)

The story is about a young woman, Ranger Serafina Derwynde, who works for the Acquisition Guild - an agency that procures and retrieves items of historical and human interest. Sort of like an official scavenging agency...with training and university studies specifically targeted to such items of interest and their historical background. Not to mention ways and means to successfully procure them - by whatever means (force) necessary.
It just so happens that Serafina stumbles across a hulking generation ship - one thought to have been lost for millennia. (By now you've probably guessed that it's set way into the future...way way...)

The following is the very first opening lines in the tale...

            “Come again?” Serafina Derwynde scratched her head and leaned back in the pilot seat.

“Shida Class, Generation Model, DS-057,” the onboard AI repeated, pitching its masculine tone to sound mildly irritated.

To the best of Serafina’s knowledge and remembered history lessons, Shida Class generation ships no longer existed—at least, not since the Migration, two thousand nine hundred and eighty-six years ago. A find like this would set her up for life, not to mention the fame it would bring.

“Are you sure, Bertram?” A quiver of excitement raced through Serafina; she envisioned early retirement and a brand new ship with a new artificial intelligence interface—one without attitude. Maybe a small outpost station to call her own. “Run it again.”

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SFFSat - March 16

Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday (SFFSat) is a place where a bunch of us post snippets from our written works and also shoot the breeze a little. And before I get ahead of myself, thanks and appreciation as always to those who stop by and leave fantastic comments.

Last Jax Marlin snippet for a little whiles. Time to move onto other tales...

Yet another novella was released Friday (available at Amazon).

THE NECROMANCER OF THE AVON - Special Inspector Michael Pedroni finds himself on board a derelict battlecruiser, the Avon, attempting to solve the mystery of a gruesome massacre. The vigilante, Jax Marlin, appears with a clear idea of who has committed the crime, the infamous Necromancer Killer. In an unexpected twist, the inspector and the vigilante form a truce and work together to capture their prey...(I know, shocking, right!)

In this scene, Pedroni and Jax are on board a Marine vessel, discussing the Necromancer and before they declare a truce. Pedroni opens this scene...

            “You’d prefer to stew in the ship’s brig until the investigation is over? It could take days—weeks.”

She let out a soft chuckle, her breath nudging his face. “You actually believe you can make me stew…in a brig?”

“I’ve seen the brig—it’s solid and secure. You won’t be able to escape.”

“You have to catch me first.”

“I will catch you.”

She smiled, not quite a dare, but close enough. “So why haven’t you?”

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SFFSat - March 09

Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday (SFFSat) is a place where a bunch of us post snippets from our written works and also shoot the breeze a little. And before I get ahead of myself, thanks and appreciation as always to those who stop by and leave fantastic comments.

Today, I'm going to share a snippet from a yet another novella that was released yesterday and available on Amazon.

THE MARLIN STRIKES AGAIN - Welcome back to the world of Jax Marlin, sexy vigilante, and Special Inspector Michael Pedroni. In this 'episode,' Jax is pursuing a nasty pedophile in a quaint little university town that seems content to turn a blind eye to his vile deeds.

In this scene, Jax has followed the pedophile to a charming little housing complex where a little girl resides...of course, Jax doesn't stand for this sort of behaviour and moves in to intercept.

            Where had The Pedophile disappeared?

Pressing her back to the side of the enclosure, Jax peered out to the end of the house. The back yard, what she could see of it, looked even smaller than the front and the dividing wall only a smidgeon higher than the sidewall. A few shrubs tried their best to grow, skirting decoratively around a wooden deck the size of a bar stool seat. A scatter of toys and a few chairs finished the back yard.

All the houses were the same, so this meant on the other end of the back yard, there would be another small enclosure for the composting unit, which offered an even better hiding area for a lurking pedophile. No doubt, it would also offer a tantalizing view of the little girl’s bedroom.

Jax slithered around the maintenance enclosure and peered around the corner of the house. She saw the composting shed, and if she narrowed her eyes and unfocused a little, the unmistakable form of a man crouching in the darkness.

Gotcha!

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