BD Wilson

Outside the city, the only light is the moon. At least it is until the cars start following. There’s roads enough in the outskirts to keep them from stalling out, and they could circle Arkadi for weeks without running out of juice. Even in the darkness, there’s no way she could hide for even one.

Cara took pulled her bike off road, still running lights blind. The jets took a second to adjust to the change in surface, but recovered height soon enough. She thought of the Winson stilling back at the Regency Arms with its solid wheels, and wished she hadn’t trusted Carter’s word on this run. A squeeker, whatever. The pick-up had been bugged.

Dust flew up behind her, leaving a trail the lights would find in no time. The darkness wasn’t going to save her. She needed a distraction. She needed Creepers.

She was screwed.

I posted a link to this site with the first badge I claimed, but I felt like calling attention to it again

The Merit Badger blog has a wide variety of graphic badges to earn in the course of writing or reading (there’s some Halloween badges in there too). As a person motivated by game achievements, I love this. As you may have seen so far, I’ve claimed the badges for Feline “assistance” and Writing by Hand, among others. I’ll be grabbing a word count badge when I get this current draft done, and I think there’s even a NaNo one in there, which I haven’t claimed yet.

Unfortunately, the blog has been on hiatus for a while now, but the badges are still there, and I have a lot of catching up to do. Also, for anyone who feels like badge collecting and posting them, be sure to read the image guidelines. There’s a badge for that!

You started to fool yourself, if you stayed in too long. Not just about the little things, like how you looked and sounded, but the big things, too. Like the forces that moved the world and the way the reality worked. It was so easy to get used to building a dream on the framework that you started to forget there was a place where you couldn’t. Or maybe you just didn’t care anymore.

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The first time period I set for my BiCHoK goal was thirty days. I’ve hit the first thirty and have been successful so far. I’ve also discovered that I’m less likely to blow off a day if I’ve given myself permission to do so. I’m not sure how that particular personality quirk works, but oh well.

That means I haven’t tracked obstacles much, though it is harder for me to write on Wednesday nights due to other commitments. My word count is also increasing, and I think I might have to start writing at various times during the day. At the moment, I am writing right before bed, which is my favourite time, but meeting my goal means I’m tempted to stay up far too late. Since I’m a night owl by nature, I don’t notice that’s a bad plan until I have to wake up. If I could get at least half done earlier, that wouldn’t be such a tempting prospect.

I’ve reset my counter and started another thirty days. Whoot!

Earth 2 The Complete Series

In the distant future, a group of space colonists are sent to a far off planet to prepare it for colonization. But a mishap sends them careening off-course, crash landing thousands of miles from the proper camp site. EARTH 2 follows the band of colonists as they traverse the planet, encountering dangerous aliens and other humans who view them with distrust and suspicion.

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There’s a bar in Austin, Texas, called “Jake’s Place.” I’ve never seen it, but Cayle used to talk about it sometimes, back when he still let himself think about the outside. It looks like a hole in the wall dive on the outside, with a scratched up door, blacked out windows, and a neon sign that doesn’t stay on right. On the inside everything gleams the way it does in the Broken Fellowship, which takes a whole lot more effort in the real world. Not like the owner could just rub a subroutine and polish the place up, right?

Cayle found it one night when he was ditching some tracers. He looked at the outside, and thought it’d be a good place to hide. He didn’t find what he expected, but he did find out that Jake, whoever he was, wasn’t the sort to let badges into his bar. The bouncers kicked the tracers on their ass and the bartender asked him what he wanted. He was a loyal patron from then on.

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Old Man’s War by John Scalzi

With his wife dead and buried, and life nearly over at 75, John Perry takes the only logical course of action left him: he joins the army. Now better known as the Colonial Defense Force (CDF), Perry’s service-of-choice has extended its reach into interstellar space to pave the way for human colonization of other planets while fending off marauding aliens. The CDF has a trick up its sleeve that makes enlistment especially enticing for seniors: the promise of restoring youth.

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“You’re crazy.”

“You’re the one who said she wasn’t going to stop.”

“She needed to know what she’d be facing.”

“Yes, and now she needs to be taught how to face it. I cannot do that.”

“What makes you think I can?”

“You teach, you train. It’s what you do.”

“I do not train children.”

“She’s seventeen. She’s no longer a child.”

“People stay children far longer than that.

“And some become adults far sooner. Speak with her, please.”

“You’re not going to give this up, are you?”

“Of course not. It’s important.”

“Fine. One chance, that’s it.”

“Thank you.”

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“It’s my belief we’re all crazy,” Pieters declared.

Diamond groaned and tilted eir chair back, the rabbit cursed and disappeared down the hole in the floor, and Bilbo claimed to be needed at the bar even though no orders were on the board. Llewellyn sipped his drink and then asked, “What do you mean?”

A PM blipped across his mug.

Diamond: You hate us all, don’t you?

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