Written in 365 Parts: 192: The Unlit Interior
mdk
They stood on the floor of the vast cavern in almost total darkness. Above them, in what they were calling up, over twenty metres away, was the massive cradle that…
2021
Written in 365 Parts: 191: Worm-Hole-Breach
The drilling had lasted considerably longer than ten hours. The compacted rock was loosely crushed together on the surface but after a few metres it became much denser. Drick had…
Written in 365 Parts: 190: Asteroid Shell
Marsh stood on the surface of the asteroid and patiently waited as Drick slowly assembled a large tripod. The surface of the asteroid was made up from a thick layer…
Shit You Just Made Up
Foreword My mother passed away on the 2nd May 2021. She had been ill for a long time. Her diabetes and failing organs was taking its toll on her, but…
3/n
I am stood staring at the fridge. Okay. I am not stood staring at the fridge. I am stood staring at the contents of the fridge. Because I have the…
The Balance of Love
Kathryn Keating: A Eulogy: The Balance of Love I have to say before I start. When I wrote this, I wondered for a moment what Kathryn would want to say.…
Written in 365 Parts: 189: How Are We Going To Get In?
The huge lump of rock wasn’t an asteroid, it was a ship. Marsh marvelled at the sheer absurdity of that fact. Perhaps at some stage in the past there had…
Written in 365 Parts: 188: A Huge Lump of Rock
The stealthed ship that they had been tracking had taken a slow route to its final destination. It moved in an elongated arc to intercept the rock that allowed it…
Written in 365 Parts: 187: Out of Contract
“Alison Kendrick, huh.†Marsh smiled at Drick, “I See where you get the Drick from. And it is less obvious to abuse a nickname like Drick than say a nickname…
2/n
Grief is an odd thing. (Honestly I would laugh at such a trite opening sentence but I wrote it.) I mean it is horrid, and it is cruel, and it…