Vignette: Stranger

A vignette by Torn MacAlester.  Some­one look­ing for Nils stops by the Con­rad Sta­tion Bar for a drink.

Read more about Nils Carmike in Thun­der Moon Tus­sle by Torn MacAlester,

avail­able for free on Kin­dle Unlim­it­ed, also for sale for Kin­dle and paper­back at Amazon.com.

Thun­der Moon Tus­sle by Torn MacAlester

 

Cov­er graph­ic by Shan­nan Albright

 

Short fiction: Clash of Titans

Here is a new short fic­tion vignette by yours tru­ly. This scene involves two of the impor­tant char­ac­ters appear­ing in Thun­der Moon Tus­sle. This short fic­tion could be regard­ed as a pre­quel, but there are no spoil­ers. Enjoy!

Another Excerpt from Thunder Moon Tussle

by Torn MacAlester

Nils entered the habi­tat to see Deputy Miller wear­ing his cov­er­alls, look­ing like a prospec­tor her­self. He won­dered if she intend­ed to make fun of him. He moved in and watched her fix the cof­fee, notic­ing she con­tin­ued to strug­gle with it. Tak­ing a seat, he watched with­out com­ment. She filled the two cups and sat down at the table, set­ting one in front of him.

“Thanks,” he said.

“I fig­ured there will be a ton of work today,” she said. “I need to help the best I can.”

“Hence the cov­er­alls?” And call­ing me prospector.

“Yeah,” She smiled. “I fig­ured the best way to help you would be to embrace your ideals.”

He real­ized she lis­tened to the tales he told the tourists in the Con­rad Sta­tion bar. “You mean–”

“Yeah, that prospec­tor code of inde­pen­dence you speak about in your stories.”

“Miller,” Nils ques­tioned, “you know those are just made up sto­ries. Don’t you?”

“Yeah,” she laughed. “It’s ridicu­lous that Mor­gan is an old prospec­tor that was here twen­ty years before you got here. That time­line would put his arrival to before Yel­low­stone. I’m guess­ing your sto­ry is about some­thing you and Mil­ton did years ago. But, I’m sure the ice sto­ry is most­ly nonsense.”

“I agree. It is a lit­tle ridiculous.”

“What was the prospector’s code?”

“That was from anoth­er sto­ry,” he corrected.

I’m here.” Miller start­ed, “I’m doing, uh–

I’m doing what I need to do. There is nobody else. If I don’t do it, it doesn’t get done. If it doesn’t get done, it stays undone and kills me. If I need it, I have to do it. If I will stay here, it has to be me who does it all. If I sur­vive, it will be my work that does it.” Nils fin­ished. “Is that what you’re think­ing of?”

 

Thunder Moon Tussle received a five star review

Excerpt from Thunder Moon Tussle

 

“Stand by for inspec­tion,” he heard Miller’s voice on the Sta­tion Com­mu­ni­ca­tions line, giv­ing him a thrill and a dread­ful feel­ing at the same moment.

“Yup,” Nils mus­tered his best cheer­ful voice. “I’ve got the man­i­fest already on my pad.”

Nils wait­ed in silence, hop­ing she made this easy but fear­ing the truth. She nev­er made it easy. The last time, she made him sit for about twen­ty min­utes. He imag­ined her feign­ing to work up some report while she killed some time to ensure he got agi­tat­ed. He went through a gam­bit of emo­tions while he waited.

Nils opened the crawler door to the air­lock, wait­ing for Deputy Miller to enter and begin the inspec­tion. He hand­ed her the pad with the man­i­fest doc­u­ments, hop­ing she would find every­thing in order.

“Okay, Nils.” She said, set­ting down the man­i­fest on the con­trol pan­el. “What sort of restrict­ed junk do you have hid­den this week?”

“Noth­ing,” he answered, know­ing Miller would not believe him. She looked as stun­ning as ever, he observed. Every curve worked to her ben­e­fit. Nils could not think of a woman that exud­ed both phys­i­cal tough­ness and stun­ning sen­su­al­i­ty as Deputy Miller. She wore her deputy uni­form with her red­dish brunette hair tied back. Her sun­glass­es tilt­ed back on her head. His palms sweat­ed as her eyes flashed seduc­tive­ly while scan­ning the inte­ri­or of the crawler.

 

Thunder Moon Tussle received a five star review

Avail­able soon!

The Science of Golf and Outgassing

Science of Golf and Outgassing

If you haven’t read the sto­ry Golf and Out­gassing, you might want to look at it before check­ing out the arti­cle Sci­ence of Golf and Out­gassing.  I’ve pro­vid­ed a brief descrip­tion of the sci­ence that inspired the sto­ry.  This sto­ry also draws from my per­son­al mem­o­ries of watch­ing the Apol­lo 14 Moon walk.  EVA num­ber two took place in the ear­ly morn­ing hours.  I stayed up all night for the very first time in my life.  I wait­ed, hop­ing to get a glimpse into Cone crater, only to be dis­ap­point­ed like every­one else at the time.