Mar. 21st, 2011

Pestle (1)

Mar. 21st, 2011 11:22 pm
Here's the game. One: start writing without knowing where this is going. Two: write at least two thousand words. Three: after two thousand words, look for a place to wrap the chapter. Four: continue every day until it's done.

They opened up the Wasp-Waist – that slender bridge of stars that linked the center of the galactic cluster to the B-Arm – and that meant a land grab. Everybody and their dog packed up their vacc suit and their dog's vacc suit, strapped a warp engine onto anything that could hold half an atmosphere of pressure, and made for the unexplored territories. Natch, law enforcement had to go too, since there was considerable opportunity for lawlessness in those unsettled expanses of stars where no human being had ever set foot. The net effect was that the central mass of the galactic cluster was temporarily rendered considerably understaffed in the naughtiness-prevention department.

Small wonder that me and the rest of the Swami's gang should engage in a harmless bit of grave-robbing.

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