“C’therax! W-why h-haven’t you been t-t-transmitting?” Sarah said at the hologram. For months C’therax had been providing her information to share with the stranded Martian community on Earth. The past several weeks the signal had been silent and many of the underground Martians were getting worried. Outside she had her speaker blaring rock and roll […]Read More A More Perfect Internet
C’therax entered the small silver cylindrical habitation. It was nothing luxurious, but for good reason. It was expensive to transport anything across Jupiter’s gravity field. For those who loved gravity diving or wanted to be away from the busier planets though, this moon was the place to be. Through the shimmer of the gravity shield […]Read More What did you know?
We interrupt our usual Martian reporting for an Earthling Science Fiction Review: At one point during the political sparing of The Moon is a Harsh Mistress, an Indian newspaper recommends that the colonial population of the moon be killed off and “‘replace[d]…with ‘honest Hindu peasants’ who under[stand the] sacredness of life and would ship grain and more […]Read More Review: The Moon is a Harsh Mistress
“F’delty, this is Michael, my cousin.” Sarah said. F’delty gave a slight bow and shook Michael’s hand. “Sarah’s efforts to reverse Earthling hatred of the Martian people have given us much hope,” F’delty said. Michael nodded, never the talkative type. Sarah opened her laptop and activated the Command Line Interface. A few commands later a […]Read More Spider on a Mission
“You’ve been coming here everyday?” C’therax gave a start and looked back to see Sp’Rark approaching the crater’s edge. “You scared me,” he said. He turned back to look again at the vast Crater whose edge he was sitting at. The red soil here twinkled under the Martian sun. In the distance one could see […]Read More A Conquered Nation
“C’therax! Over here!” Sp’Rark called. C’therax looked and saw Sp’Rark and Dr. Vyryn by the force field gate. He nodded and ran over to them. The force field opened. “Dr. Vyryn! It is so good to see you old friend,” a lengthy elderly martian called out. Dr. Vyryn and the newcomer embraced. “Sp’Rark, C’therax this […]Read More Computing Justice
Three booms went off outside and the flash could be seen from inside Sarah’s apartment, even with the draperies closed. Dia’dymn squealed and ran back and forth across the living area of the apartment before jumping once more into Sarah’s arms. “It’s OK boy!” Sarah said as she cuddled him. “It’s OK. I’m h-here! I-I’m […]Read More Fireworks