Wewriwa: Sporulators 3

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, where we share snips and bits of amazing tales by talented authors and writers. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished (we like it all) on their own blog to go live by 9:00 AM each Sunday. Then we visit each other and read and comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good.
      Snippet Sunday group from facebook, not us, but many of our participants do both, is HERE

      This week's snippet is from a short story, 'Sporulators', more dystopian/scifi, than anything I've written to date. It falls nowhere in a romance genre. Shocking, huh?   ( <--Tongue-in-cheek-sort-of).

    
     Last week's excerpt ended with this: 
Luke cut him off. “Minimal? That, I could understand, but according to my flight contract, communication has been nonexistent.”.

 

This week, Klars speaks first.

The snippet:

    

“We’re sure there’s a good reason for it.”

 

“Oh, there’s a reason for it--you can bet your gravity boots on that. But you might not think it’s a good one once we get there.”

“Please, Eastwold, less drama, more logic.”

Blood pounded in Luke’s ears. That little cocksure thorn in his side had no idea who he was riling up. He counted to ten, measuring his breaths as he exhaled, completely missing the first part of Klars’ babble as the man droned on.

“A  decade of planning, designing, and building went into the flagship of our agricultural worlds. The future of human food rests on its success. And you are aware that its design is self-supporting, right?”

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.  

Weekend Writing Warriors: Sporulators 2

                                

     Weekend Writing Warriors is where we share snips and bits of amazing tales by talented authors and writers. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished (we like it all) on their own blog to go live by 9:00 AM each Sunday. Then we visit each other and read and comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good.
      Snippet Sunday group from facebook, not us, but many of our participants do both, is HERE

      This week's snippet is from a short story, 'Sporulators', more dystopian/scifi, than anything I've written to date It falls nowhere in a romance genre. Shocking, huh?   ( <--Tongue-in-cheek-sort-of).

     Since last week, I've changed the name of one of the two characters to avoid confusion. (As Veronica Scott pointed out, they both began with the same letter--thanks, Veronica!) 

     Last week's excerpt ended with this: 
He'd hauled a lot of different types around this godforsaken part of the universe, but this guy, ‘Chief Agronomist’  Klars Stinson, was proving to be a truly special piece of work.

 

The snippet:

     Eastwold spun his chair to face Stinson. “What do you think? With the far-rings settlements given up on three years ago, ships passing close enough to catch comm signals have been scarce. Still, don’t you think they’d have a loop transmitting? I don’t think anyone’s home."

     Klars furrowed his brow. “Minimal communication has become the expected, and that causes little concern for the Department of Ethical and Sustainable Agriculture.”

     Luke cut him off. “Minimal? That, I could understand, but according to my flight contract, communication has been nonexistent.”

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.  

Weekend Writing Warriors: Sporulators 1

            Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors

Weekend Writing Warriors is where we share snips and bits of amazing tales by talented authors and writers. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished (we like it all) on their own blog to go live by 9:00 AM each Sunday. Then we visit each other and read and comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good.

Snippet Sunday group from facebook, not us, but many of our participants do both, is HERE

 

This week's snippet is from a short story, 'Sporulators', more dystopian/scifi, than anything I've written to date It falls nowhere in a romance genre. Shocking, huh?   ( <--Tongue-in-cheek-sort-of). 

 

The snippet:

 

        There could be a lot of reasons why planet Greenleyone was silent, and Captain Lukarhiah Eastwold suspected  none of them were good.  He tried to keep the impatience out of his voice when he said, “Lars, did you find out anything yet? Any communication noted by passing craft?”

         The pudgy man looked away from his thinker screen, pushed his glasses up on his nose, then glanced Luke’s way. “Nothing yet, but I’m still searching the manifests and logs of the most recent ships that passed by.  You know, Eastwold, it’s not uncommon for distant settlement worlds to go silent for extended lengths of time. They do have things to do other than chatting-up passing craft.”

         “Because you know so much about the backwaters of space, right?” Luke said. He'd hauled a lot of different types around this godforsaken part of the universe, but this guy, ‘Chief Agronomist’  Lars Stinson, was proving to be a truly special piece of work. 

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.