Monthly Archives: April 2023

The woman moaned in pain. “Yes, sir,” she managed.  “Apologies!”  She staggered back, clutching her hand, her face white, when De Witt’s rescuer let go.  DeWitt found herself surrounded by a half-dozen  members of her party.  They were large, healthy … Continue reading →

“Mister Speaker, I agree with your proposal, that we will have a debate and vote of confidence commencing three days hence,” De Witt answered.  Remarkable, she thought.  D’Angelo hadn’t been told in advance what was coming,  was also minding the … Continue reading →

I am now serializing a different novel on MeWe https://mewe.com/group/603675baf99ce71cd3962f1a I just started. “Reactionary despicables?” Cedric began.  “The Seldon Legion.  Their secret masters.  American Nationalists. Scots Sheepherders. Canadian Woodsmen.  I could go on for some time.  Idiots who refuse to … Continue reading →

“…separately in each of a long list of categories, so that the medical nanomachines we purchase from them –that’s legal under the Trade Exception Act—can only be paid for with Stellar Republic Crowns obtained by selling to them other medical … Continue reading →

AND I WILL TRY TO BE MORE REGULAR IN THE FUTURE “Thank you, Mister Speaker, and thanks also to various friends who called to my attention…” Elektra began. “Surely, as a leading member of the Coalition, questions to me should … Continue reading →

“I met discretely with someone.  She didn’t say the request came from Doctor Chelan and beyond, but I am sure it was.  I was given a list, two articles of legislation and two dates.”  Raymond paused slightly for an interruption.  … Continue reading →

“I’ve never heard a word about this,” Raymond said, his eyes widening. “On purpose.  You have to read it.”  She handed him another data stick. $$$$$ Raymond finished his tour of the Senate Research Office, ignoring smirks from a few … Continue reading →

$$$$$ Four days later, Raymond reappeared at Ariel’s door bearing a small bouquet.  Golden sunflowers,  with  a ruby sunflower in the center, all in a heavy vase. “Great lunch Friday,” she said, loudly enough that her voice carried.  She gestured … Continue reading →

“Strictly speaking, entirely proper committee business,” he answered. “However, my tipster does not want his identity to be known, not to mention that if he is right there will be modest political implications.  He mostly wants to know if his … Continue reading →