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This week's snippet is from a short story, 'Sporulators', more dystopian/scifi, than anything I've written to date.
I'm throwing some science into this story. Everything I'm writing thus far about how the mentioned fungi behave is correct. I work in the field. :-) Last week, the comments left me wondering how much is too much. (I'm still wondering) :-) My opinion is likely skewed, lol, because there's still never a day when I switch on that microscope and look at a slide, and I don't hear my inner voice say, "Wow..."
I know. It can be so hard to transfer that passion onto the pages of a story. And this is a work in progress. Plenty of changes ahead. Please keep the crit coming. I do so appreciate it. :-)
Continuing the scene, Klars talking to Eastwold about the world they're approaching.
Continuing the scene, Klars talking to Eastwold about the world they're approaching.
Could be wonky punctuation to keep within the #wewriwa guidelines.
The last sentence last week was: "I guess a ship jockey might best understand it if I said they’re like roots on a green plant."
The snippet:
That's it for this week. Thanks for visiting! I am truly grateful for comments, suggestions, and for you taking the time to read it.
His eyes squinted above pudgy cheeks and his laugh was an irritating snort before he added, “The workers—you know, the volunteers—still harbored old fears based on Earthly superstitions. They called that fungus the were-spores. Get it? Were-spores, like ancient, shapeshifting predators. I admit, it’s not nice, but we did laugh at that. Poor souls, believing in such things.”
Eastwold couldn’t hold back. “You laughed at them? Sometimes I wonder which ones really are the poor souls.”
