Lorinda J. Taylor
@termitewriter.bsky.social
Retired librarian, writes SF/F about intelligent termites, first contacts, future history. Books at http://amzn.to/u9bYWa
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#SciFiSat [1/5] That night he began dreaming again. He dreamed a nightmare version of the vision of the afterlife he had experienced immediately before quantum chaos birthed him into living chaos. He saw a number of large, blue rubber balls with women sitting on them… #vss365
October 25, 2025 at 3:33 PM
#SciFiFri Even as Robbie had dreaded, Sterling had kept a journal, and probably, to judge from the index entry, she had kept it in Spainish to add another layer of privacy. But whatever language she had used, she had likely confided all her inner thoughts, her passions and fears…
October 24, 2025 at 3:49 PM
#SciFiFri Even as Robbie had dreaded, Sterling had kept a journal, and probably, to judge from the index entry, she had kept it in Spainish to add another layer of privacy. But whatever language she had used, she had likely confided all her inner thoughts, her passions and fears…
#SciFiFri When a stony-faced Maj. Veering opened the door to Adm. Teeter’s inner office and stepped back, Robbie cd do nothing but enter the lair of his tormentor.
Teeter regarded him for a moment, then sat down behind his desk. “You’re a piece of garbage, you know that, Mister?”
Teeter regarded him for a moment, then sat down behind his desk. “You’re a piece of garbage, you know that, Mister?”
October 24, 2025 at 3:48 PM
#SciFiFri When a stony-faced Maj. Veering opened the door to Adm. Teeter’s inner office and stepped back, Robbie cd do nothing but enter the lair of his tormentor.
Teeter regarded him for a moment, then sat down behind his desk. “You’re a piece of garbage, you know that, Mister?”
Teeter regarded him for a moment, then sat down behind his desk. “You’re a piece of garbage, you know that, Mister?”
#SciFiFri That cell was where Robbin Nikalishin was to spend the next ten weeks of his life. Strange as it might seem, he came to rather like it. It was larger than the minuscule brig on the Solar Wind and the entry door was barred rather than being solid with a tiny window.
October 24, 2025 at 3:48 PM
#SciFiFri That cell was where Robbin Nikalishin was to spend the next ten weeks of his life. Strange as it might seem, he came to rather like it. It was larger than the minuscule brig on the Solar Wind and the entry door was barred rather than being solid with a tiny window.
#SciFiFri Then Crandall asked Robbie if he wished to enter his plea in person or if he preferred to waive that right, and Robbie waived it. … The date for the court-martial was tentatively set for 20 April 2766.
October 24, 2025 at 3:48 PM
#SciFiFri Then Crandall asked Robbie if he wished to enter his plea in person or if he preferred to waive that right, and Robbie waived it. … The date for the court-martial was tentatively set for 20 April 2766.
#SciFiFri Robbie took a deep breath, opened his mouth, then cleared his throat & finally said, “Sir, I wish to plead guilty to all charges as stated.”
“You wish to enter a plea of guilty to all charges.
Correct?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Very well, this court will accept the altered plea."
“You wish to enter a plea of guilty to all charges.
Correct?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Very well, this court will accept the altered plea."
October 24, 2025 at 3:47 PM
#SciFiFri Robbie took a deep breath, opened his mouth, then cleared his throat & finally said, “Sir, I wish to plead guilty to all charges as stated.”
“You wish to enter a plea of guilty to all charges.
Correct?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Very well, this court will accept the altered plea."
“You wish to enter a plea of guilty to all charges.
Correct?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Very well, this court will accept the altered plea."
[1/6] Da’sask’ni’a said, “Your twin is here, Ki’shto’ba. Can you feel it?”
Ki’shto’ba raised its head, turning, scenting. It stretched its antennae toward a spot above us on the slope or perhaps in the air, and it said matter-of-factly, “I feel it, Holy Da’sask’ni’a.”
#vss365
Ki’shto’ba raised its head, turning, scenting. It stretched its antennae toward a spot above us on the slope or perhaps in the air, and it said matter-of-factly, “I feel it, Holy Da’sask’ni’a.”
#vss365
October 23, 2025 at 3:38 PM
[1/6] Da’sask’ni’a said, “Your twin is here, Ki’shto’ba. Can you feel it?”
Ki’shto’ba raised its head, turning, scenting. It stretched its antennae toward a spot above us on the slope or perhaps in the air, and it said matter-of-factly, “I feel it, Holy Da’sask’ni’a.”
#vss365
Ki’shto’ba raised its head, turning, scenting. It stretched its antennae toward a spot above us on the slope or perhaps in the air, and it said matter-of-factly, “I feel it, Holy Da’sask’ni’a.”
#vss365
[3/6] “A’zhu’lo, do not be concerned for Ki’shto’ba! I will always be here to take care of it!”
And Krai’zei said, “Holy Tei’kit’ko’a was wrong. It is not One and Eleven – it is Ki’shto’ba Huge-Head and the Twelve Companions that stand upon the shore.”
#vss365
And Krai’zei said, “Holy Tei’kit’ko’a was wrong. It is not One and Eleven – it is Ki’shto’ba Huge-Head and the Twelve Companions that stand upon the shore.”
#vss365
October 23, 2025 at 3:37 PM
[3/6] “A’zhu’lo, do not be concerned for Ki’shto’ba! I will always be here to take care of it!”
And Krai’zei said, “Holy Tei’kit’ko’a was wrong. It is not One and Eleven – it is Ki’shto’ba Huge-Head and the Twelve Companions that stand upon the shore.”
#vss365
And Krai’zei said, “Holy Tei’kit’ko’a was wrong. It is not One and Eleven – it is Ki’shto’ba Huge-Head and the Twelve Companions that stand upon the shore.”
#vss365
[4/6] I can tell you, my setae were standing up so stiff that, if anyone had touched me, it would have pierced their chitin! Beside me, Bu’gan’zei was pulling on his antennae so that I thought they would break off, and he was mumbling, “A’zhu’lo … A’zhu’lo …
#vss365
#vss365
October 23, 2025 at 3:37 PM
[4/6] I can tell you, my setae were standing up so stiff that, if anyone had touched me, it would have pierced their chitin! Beside me, Bu’gan’zei was pulling on his antennae so that I thought they would break off, and he was mumbling, “A’zhu’lo … A’zhu’lo …
#vss365
#vss365
[5/6] “I met it in Mik Na’wei’tei’zi … The twin is always reborn … ”
Then Za’dut gave a whoop and grabbed hold of Wei’tu. “Come on, old rock-cracker! We will show this Mother-Sea who rules the world!”
#vss365
Then Za’dut gave a whoop and grabbed hold of Wei’tu. “Come on, old rock-cracker! We will show this Mother-Sea who rules the world!”
#vss365
October 23, 2025 at 3:36 PM
[5/6] “I met it in Mik Na’wei’tei’zi … The twin is always reborn … ”
Then Za’dut gave a whoop and grabbed hold of Wei’tu. “Come on, old rock-cracker! We will show this Mother-Sea who rules the world!”
#vss365
Then Za’dut gave a whoop and grabbed hold of Wei’tu. “Come on, old rock-cracker! We will show this Mother-Sea who rules the world!”
#vss365
[6/6] It threw off its pack and harness and plunged into the waves. After a moment’s hesitation, Wei’tu followed, and they leaped and splashed about exultantly, beating the golden-white foam into glittering spray.
#vss365
#vss365
October 23, 2025 at 3:36 PM
[6/6] It threw off its pack and harness and plunged into the waves. After a moment’s hesitation, Wei’tu followed, and they leaped and splashed about exultantly, beating the golden-white foam into glittering spray.
#vss365
#vss365
#WedsStory [After his best friend Kolm MaGilligoody dies in the Darter Disaster, Robbie experiences a full-blown PTSD breakdown. ]
October 22, 2025 at 2:50 PM
#WedsStory [After his best friend Kolm MaGilligoody dies in the Darter Disaster, Robbie experiences a full-blown PTSD breakdown. ]
#WedsStory [1/6] In spite of Robbie’s misery after the debacle in the Captain’s stateroom, he was experiencing a kind of relief. There was no longer any need for pretense, no longer any exhausting obligation to try to seem stronger or saner than he was.
October 22, 2025 at 2:49 PM
#WedsStory [1/6] In spite of Robbie’s misery after the debacle in the Captain’s stateroom, he was experiencing a kind of relief. There was no longer any need for pretense, no longer any exhausting obligation to try to seem stronger or saner than he was.
#WedsStory [2/6 ] He no longer fought to suppress the confusion in his mind; if he felt like talking about it, he talked; if he felt like withdrawing from reality, he withdrew. And if he felt like crying, he cried.
October 22, 2025 at 2:49 PM
#WedsStory [2/6 ] He no longer fought to suppress the confusion in his mind; if he felt like talking about it, he talked; if he felt like withdrawing from reality, he withdrew. And if he felt like crying, he cried.
#WedsStory [3/6] Then Augie asked incredulously, “Mum, are you crying?”
“Well, there are some tears on my face, yes,” said Wilda, flicking at her cheeks. “I keep thinking about what Robbie’s gone through. It’s no wonder he lost it, Dickon.”
“Well, there are some tears on my face, yes,” said Wilda, flicking at her cheeks. “I keep thinking about what Robbie’s gone through. It’s no wonder he lost it, Dickon.”
October 22, 2025 at 2:48 PM
#WedsStory [3/6] Then Augie asked incredulously, “Mum, are you crying?”
“Well, there are some tears on my face, yes,” said Wilda, flicking at her cheeks. “I keep thinking about what Robbie’s gone through. It’s no wonder he lost it, Dickon.”
“Well, there are some tears on my face, yes,” said Wilda, flicking at her cheeks. “I keep thinking about what Robbie’s gone through. It’s no wonder he lost it, Dickon.”
#WedsStory [4/6] Julie said, “What did they mean – the Captain looked like death when he came down the stairs? Like one of those zomboids on the FicLink?”
“No, son,” said Dickon. “This is the real thing. He had his friend’s blood all over him.”
“No, son,” said Dickon. “This is the real thing. He had his friend’s blood all over him.”
October 22, 2025 at 2:48 PM
#WedsStory [4/6] Julie said, “What did they mean – the Captain looked like death when he came down the stairs? Like one of those zomboids on the FicLink?”
“No, son,” said Dickon. “This is the real thing. He had his friend’s blood all over him.”
“No, son,” said Dickon. “This is the real thing. He had his friend’s blood all over him.”
#WedsStory [5/6] A couple of evenings later, Robbie watched Dr. Souray adjusting his IV. “You know what, doc? I’ve stopped crying all the time. …
October 22, 2025 at 2:47 PM
#WedsStory [5/6] A couple of evenings later, Robbie watched Dr. Souray adjusting his IV. “You know what, doc? I’ve stopped crying all the time. …
#WedsStory [6/6] “It used to be, the mere mention of Kolm’s name would send me off. But I haven’t really cried since Dana gave me hell there in her living room. I think I squeezed my tear glands dry that day.”
October 22, 2025 at 2:46 PM
#WedsStory [6/6] “It used to be, the mere mention of Kolm’s name would send me off. But I haven’t really cried since Dana gave me hell there in her living room. I think I squeezed my tear glands dry that day.”