Salvatore Ambulando’s Detritus: Finger Food

Another very short piece for Salvatore Ambulando's Detritus. I think that sometimes, when writing science fiction, it is not so important that you have the technical expertise to understand possible future technologies, or even modern ones. I think what's important, when the scene calls for it, is that you sound like you do. Science seems … Continue reading Salvatore Ambulando’s Detritus: Finger Food

Salvatore Ambulando’s Detritus: Nostril Mining on Titan

As Wayne stood in the methane downpour, his mind was diverted from the logical queries that should have been forming in his brain. He should have been freezing and gasping for air as he stood naked on the surface of Titan.  Instead, he was assaulted with a powerful yet illogical urge to find the rest … Continue reading Salvatore Ambulando’s Detritus: Nostril Mining on Titan

Day Twenty-Two – All Aboard for Stenotrophomonas maltophilia and Pancakes

"Yes, Chef," Remi Grismain barks. Chef Garret departs the kitchen to attend to something in the dining room. Remi watches him go, then sighs. With the last of the tomatoes cored and skinned, the apprentice dumps them unceremoniously into a blender and sets it for purée. He takes a moment, as the tomatoes turn to … Continue reading Day Twenty-Two – All Aboard for Stenotrophomonas maltophilia and Pancakes

Trichinosis and Plagiarism in Five Dimensions on a Tuesday

It looked like any other spacefaring vessel I might have previously crippled with sub-dimensional anti-spacial concussion waves - flaming, careering towards my lovely home in a death spiral. I ripped open its thick metal hull with ease. The sudden departure of the vital live-giving inner atmosphere billowing out into the nothingness of space above me … Continue reading Trichinosis and Plagiarism in Five Dimensions on a Tuesday