Tomorrow Was Yesterday, Part 4

If you haven’t read part 1, part 2, or Part 3, please do so. (The soundtrack of my mind.) Now, I can see the little linear-logic wheels turning in your head. If I met Gia when I was 27, which in non-linear time was after I met her in Venice at age 45, and after…

Tomorrow Was Yesterday, part 3

If you haven’t read part 1 and part 2, I recommend doing so now. Reading them out of sequence will pretty much spoil the story. In addition to which, I think this is my 2nd best short story ever. Gracias por leerlo. I forgot the honeymoon memories during the second jump, which ensued seconds after…

Tomorrow Was Yesterday, Part 2

“How did we get here?” She shrugged. “Your guess is as good as mine.” She looked around then her face lit up into a broad smile. “Venice. I always wanted to take my honeymoon here.” I looked at her ring and mine. “Maybe you did.” “That doesn’t seem right. I’m sure I’d have married young.”…

Tomorrow Was Yesterday, Part 1

I met my wife on the occasion of our fifteenth wedding anniversary, in the middle of a terrible fight. It was a disconcerting way of meeting someone, but not at all rare, as it turns out. On the face of it, our meeting in that manner may sound like an improbability, but let me assure…

Thankful and Giving

This week kicks off the start of the holiday season, particularly here in the U.S., with our Thanksgiving on Thursday. But we must remember that the holidays are about more than sharing feasts with family, or even gift giving. It is an opportunity for each of us to reach out beyond ourselves. It is a…

Excerpt: “Holy Mother of Selina Sky”

My sincerest thanks for all the kind words and well wishes from my blogging friends. I needed to get my priorities sorted, particularly with respects to the relationships in my life. I started writing again, in earnest, and managed to salvage the most important relationship I have, other than the one with God. I’ve also…

Holy Mother of Selina Sky

I’ve been writing short stories again. Well, not always so short — the title of this post was taken from a 15,000-word story, for instance. However, these are becoming some of my favorites. The original working title of the collection was Dark City Stories but it is changing. Rather than the central theme being urban…

From the Black, the Blues (Conclusion)

See part 5 here. Things got out of hand. By now, I guess you figured that out. By the time September rolled around, Jarita and I were in almost constant touch. She sent me technical specs to modify my communications, and I even set up a portable holograph display so I could see her in…

From the Black, the Blues ( Pt. 5)

La cuarta parte aquí (pt. 4) Here’s what Jarita and I figured out. That’s her name, by the way, Jarita. It turned out she had a job much like mine. She was on a semi-automated craft, way out at the edge of a galaxy that I’m still struggling to chart. She was a scientist, like…

From the Black, the Blues ( Pt. 4)

See part 3 here. “Excuse me?” I’ve never heard cursing on an official channel. I decided right then and there, I like this woman. “Dude, stop messing with me. I’ve been out here alone six terran months. I’m going bonkers, but I’m not stupid.” “I’m not messing with you. This is Amundsen … the South…