In fact, very high barely says it. The man was…in…orbit. He had made over an entire field of study in his own likeness and put his name on it. If anybody brought up the subject of linguistics, two words inevitably followed: Noam Chomsky. After all, in 2002, so old (at seventy-three) he was alread...
She’d been working on it for three days now. It was driving her mad with frustration. She’d started rewriting everyone’s code, just to pass the time. Oh, all improvements. Let’s see anyone complain when their lame piece of half-assed software started turning somersaults. People were looking at th...
No, tomorrow would come soon enough and there would be plenty for her to do. For now, she dreamed of home, of walking down a sidewalk with Rhiannon and eating ice cream. Her ice cream was lemon. It was supposed to be chocolate. In the dream, this was important. Taryn, who very vaguely knew t...
Sebastian said, clinging to Skylark’s hair. “Fair?” Trust the mouse to take their side. “They said I couldn’t come back if I decide to work with Kenji and Francis, and that I’m no longer a member of my Frequency.” Kenji snorted. “Those guys are about as fun as a bag of knives.” Francis clomped ba...
Taking in the changes in his environment, he yawned. He must have fallen asleep without realizing. The room was dark, the light outside the window having dimmed. Victor rubbed his eyes and stood up to stretch. Walking into the living room, he hesitantly cracked the door open. Peering through the ...
“I’m almost afraid to ask what it is.” Sarah giggled. “You’ll love it.” “Ri-i-ight…” Scoop raised his eyebrows and stared at her; his eyes flashed with skepticism. “What is it?” Sarah took a deep breath. “Okay, we’ve got to f...
The pads of Eirik’s fingers caressed her nape and traced their way down her spine. With his other hand, he pulled off his leather helmet. She gasped at the sight of his entire face. ‘Twas perfectly formed. Why, the man was as handsome as a Greek god! And his hair was not so dark as she originally...
“Is this Presley?” the voice of an older lady asked, making me wonder if it was one of my mom’s friends calling for some reason. “Yes, this is she.” I thought it would be a good idea to use proper etiquette in case it was a friend of my mom’s. “This is Edna. I caught you snooping around the house...
Her afternoon had turned her world topsy-turvy. All her life she had been given reasons to dislike the Bentons. Her grandmother had hated Jake’s father for things he had done to her son, Caitlin’s father, in the years the men were growing up. They had been thrown together at school as well as in ...
With the joint efforts of the Nine and Gaian ships, the first warship that was brought down has now been lifted from the depths of the Northern Ocean.“The recovery efforts will bring the ship to the surface just in time for the five year anniversary of the triumph over the Tokkel. Survivors of th...
All Mike had to do was get within spitting distance and she was a goner. Lordy, the man oozed potent pheromones. She didn’t know what made her more fuzzy—his mouthwatering, tousled, drop-dead sexiness, or that since he’d stepped into the clinic, everything had gone Stepford wive...
She looked left as the school bus came to a stop right in front of her house. The driver waved and she waved right back, letting him know she wouldn’t be taking the bus. It was like this every day—the mile and a half walk might be too much for most people, but it was exactly what Mona loved. She ...
Pierre. Maureen’s boyfriend, Antoine, has invited us to go sailing, but there’s something wrong with the engine, so we remain tied to the dock. The marina is a blast of white sails and the blue is very blue. We lie on the deck and suntan. I have a book by Marguerite Duras open on my stomach. Maur...
F. Gonzalez It’s not often that I’m solicited for introductions or to write about a colleague. The few times I’ve done it the writer in question is (a) dead, (b) a peer, colleague or friend, and, in one rare case, (c) somewhat of a legend in the field. &n...
He knew perfectly well that leading Clarissa into this particular chamber was highly improper, and wasn’t sure how far her natural curiosity would bring her. She did step rather nervously over the threshold, but then halted immediately, as if fearing the room held some contagion she might catch i...