Monthly Archives: April 2022

< I’m having dinner,> Janie answered telepathically. <Can’t interrupt.  Dad would kill me.  You have to wait an hour!> This was weird, she thought.  She never had strangers call her, but this woman was the fourth today.  The other three … Continue reading →

“You talked about, yuck, romance novels?” Janie asked. “That’s gross!  What do they have to do with that stupid play about Italians going into suspended animation? You think I can get an A+ if I insert something intelligent instead? I … Continue reading →

  “Except Romeo and Juliet makes absolutely no sense at all,” Janie said. “I just wrote down what I memorized from those other crazy books.  You were right, Dad.  Finding those other books helped a lot, no matter how stupid … Continue reading →

“A’s,” Trisha said. “Mostly A-pluses. Except Gym.  C-minus.  OK, I have to be really careful not to give away I’m a bit faster than some other kids.” “I suppose faster than sound does qualify as a bit faster.” Patrick Wells … Continue reading →

He also spoke neither Modern English nor Ancient English.  His ‘Standard Edited English’ was close to real English, but he would say ‘perhaps’ not ‘mayhaps’, ‘Ayup’ not ‘OK’, and would split infinitives as the correct way to talk.  More peculiarly, … Continue reading →

Finally I curled up with a book, a very thick history of the Grand Tradesmasters of All Sarnath, many of whom were real characters, to put it mildly.  Stanford Smith was by far the most pleasant and sensible of the … Continue reading →

Holmgren introduced his number-two man, the head of the League Peace Police.  Mum had said this Dreikirch fellow was a Nationalist-Capitalist, someone barely fit to live.  His rant was even worse than Holmgren’s.  Today the League would have an emergency … Continue reading →

The orange juice was beautifully sweet.  Butter and currant jam did fine on the toasted soda bread.  I remembered to pace myself on eating.  As the pangs of hunger faded, I started considering my to-do list for the next week. … Continue reading →

Meanwhile, my kitchen waited.  Water started heating for tea.  Pear and raisin compote went into the microwave.  Milk and orange juice went to the table.  A steak went onto the electric grill, to be followed in due time by two … Continue reading →

My bedroom’s full-length mirrors, complete with all-angle view so I could check the fall of my cape,  confirmed that my cuts and abrasions were gone, gone as though they had never been.  The Namestone had cleared up my face for … Continue reading →