“The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Star Pilot” by Lee Moan

JOURNAL ENTRY #3138 Date: 11/04/2199 Time: 1046 This is Cory Dealth, captain and pilot of the cargo freighter, Alexa. I’ve just chartered the final leg of our course for Delta Centauri, but I’m certain that I won’t reach journey’s end alive. I am in the grip of “the Sorrow”, “the Loneliness”, “the Pilot’s Despair”; it … Continue reading “The Loneliness of the Long-Distance Star Pilot” by Lee Moan

“Light Source” (a Prof. Paula J. Lynch story) by E.S. Strout

"No longer are laser guns the stuff of Hollywood and Strategic Defense Initiative fantasy. The Pentagon inside of a decade could be armed with such a beam weapon...." -- Oakland Tribune, October 19, 2003 "You are the one, Neo." -- The Matrix 1. Professor Paula J. Lynch plopped her duffel bag on the steel deck … Continue reading “Light Source” (a Prof. Paula J. Lynch story) by E.S. Strout

“Failure to Communicate” by Ed McKeown

“What is it?” Over-General Ulat demanded, in tones of nitrogen with an overlay of imperious oxygen. “You’re ruining my contemplation of our glorious victory. ” He angled a stalked eye at the glowing remains of the humans’ small advance base on the horizon. The strange creatures with their superior technology had fallen to a surprise … Continue reading “Failure to Communicate” by Ed McKeown

“Autumn Haiku in the Year 2278” by Anjali Chandi

under three moons a rush of nanofireflies -- October wind leafless trees -- in the rocket’s wake a swirl of blue banana-persimmons Veterans’ cemetery -- at the markers of the space buoy nanites planting memories Autumn afternoon all around the playground tiny droids in line Halloween at the gate of the starship virtual children * … Continue reading “Autumn Haiku in the Year 2278” by Anjali Chandi

“Memoirs of a Bounty Hunter” by Frederick G. Soper

I am a bounty hunter. I had never been and never wanted to be anything different, until now. I have chased Sally "Twinkle Toes" Barnett for over six months. She took me to Ganymede, Titan, and finally Moon Shadow, where I caught up with and arrested her. Sally got her nickname when she a little … Continue reading “Memoirs of a Bounty Hunter” by Frederick G. Soper

10 Years Ago in Planet… “Konen in Recovery” by Andrew G. McCann

The plump, balding psychoanalyst shifted in his chocolate-brown Naugahyde Execu-Chair. He looked down briefly, then up, his expression a mask. The air-conditioner hummed softly as he spoke to the large, battle-scarred warrior sitting on the client side of the white Formica desk. "Konen, I'm not, uhhh, that is, it might be perhaps more efficacious were … Continue reading 10 Years Ago in Planet… “Konen in Recovery” by Andrew G. McCann