Fic Thing and Notes: "Starchild, Part 17"

[mark_asphodel]

Atlantis touched down safety just before six AM (EDT) this morning.  The space shuttle era is officially over.

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I think one reason I'm so hell-bent on working on "Starchild" is that the level of intrigue at work has dulled my appetite for "Sleep of the Just"/"Another Piece of Blue" political machinations.  Too close to home, man.  The behind-the-scenes action in "Starchild" doesn't feel personal to me and it ain't keeping me up at night.  I tried to work on "Ghosts," an Archanea 'fic dealing with the ramifications of the two arguable canonical suicides, and that just was too heavy for me right now.  Do not want.

I did work on a glossary for "Starchild," with the historical reference points sketched out, but I accidentally deleted a chunk of it and then saved the deletions by mistake.  Whoops.  Maybe next time I'm bored...  

Anyway, here's Chapter Seventeen.  We've cracked the 30K-word boundary, and we've finally on the verge of an answer as to what this entire charade is about.  Hint: it's not about collecting moon rocks.

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This weather is awful.  The Blue Angels were practicing at the airfield by my workplace, and it was too damned hot to go out and enjoy them.

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Had some plans for a post about crit and literary reviews-- not in a fandom sense, but of possible interest to fellow fan-writers.  Too sleepy right now.  Zzz.

Comments

[samuraiter.livejournal.com]

I am a general optimist, but I tend to be more of a nihilist when it comes to the fate of most of the 7,000,000,000+ other people on Earth with me. The chief obstacle to space exploration is economic; the means are there, but only the superpowers have been able to pay for them. I do hope that changes before it gets to be too late in the game.

And, yes, there need to be brown people in space. :-)