I’m so excited to share my first published work with you! Many of you know I’ve been writing a novel, a near-future sci-fi book. It’s taking far longer than I ever expected it to take. I’m still working on it, but in the meantime I’ve got something else you can enjoy of mine! My local writer’s group has put out an anthology of short stories and poems, and a story of mine is included! Get a sneak peek here!
The day Charlotte discovered time travel she was so exhausted she should have been more worried about accidentally blowing things up than about making world-shattering, Nobel prize winning scientific discoveries. The possibility of blasting off half the lab, herself with it, was infinitely more probable than anything else.
The calculations for stabilizing her wormhole were incredibly sensitive, and in hindsight she had no business messing with them while sleep deprived. One misplaced subset out of twenty pages of calculations and she’d destabilize the entire thing and potentially release a quantum backlash so big it would destroy everything around it. Hence, the explosion.
If she hadn’t been so hopped up on caffeine (her fourteenth cup today) and adrenaline (she’d gotten a second wind about three hours ago) she’d have appreciated the danger. Instead she’d gotten a flash of insight so clear she’d known exactly what to do and didn’t even question it.
The TAF Omnibus: Stories & Poems
Edited by Arlene S. Bice, contribution by Rebecca Dalton
These opening sentences begin a few of the stories within; stories of intrigue, fascination, and suspense.
It was just an old cloak–the kind you see people wearing in those movies. You know, the kind of cloak people wore to escape from Paris and the guillotine during the French revolution…
Steven Tyler was wailing about love in an elevator as John eased the blue Civic off the interstate, down the exit and into the Burger King parking lot…
My new husband had warned me about his mother…
Carl slumped nonchalantly in his desk, more in the manner of a stylish, bored executive than in the manner of a rebellious student…
My friend Kevin, who knows me well, asked me to accompany him to see something he found deep in the forest…
It had started at breakfast, when she realized she was out of coffee…
Returning home one evening, Paxton thought he heard a sound when he walked through the door…
Detective Sanchez thought that I wasn’t listening to him. He couldn’t see that I was in shock!…
Stories from the past, about the future, and stories to heed in these contemporary times for you to exercise your imagination; let it run wild, read!
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