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The sign declared, “The Watering Whole.” The Prairie Mason wrinkled his nose. He hated people who couldn’t spell. Nevertheless, it was the first business on the edge of the wheat-filled plains he’d stepped from, and he was thirsty. He pushed through the swinging doors. As he stepped inside the dimly-lit room, the piano music stopped.Continue reading “The Festival of Rejected Stories”

“The best way to get stories is just ask questions. People always love talking about themselves,” Carina told her daughters. Annie wrinkled her nose. “Can we just eat? I’m hungry!” Carina grinned at her children. Tella wore her pixie cut and black tank top like the trying-to-be-edgy young teen she was. Angie, the younger blondContinue reading “The Stories You Eat”

Miranda’d never crashed a ship on a mysterious uncharted planet while carting a probably-insane passenger before, so at least she was trying new things. The planet is deserted, but her passenger insists there’s a festival here. Who has a festival on a dead planet? “The Stories We Leave Behind” will appear in Starship Logs, a collectionContinue reading “The Stories We Leave Behind”