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Wendy E Gamble
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Shoot for Earth: MedSci Missions 3
Science Fiction & Fantasy
Author Insight
Cancellation Terror
Anyone ‘putting themselves out there’ today knows the terrors of cancellation. No one is perfect. Including celebrities, politicians, and sports stars. Fans feed off every word. They demand to look into lives, to hear minute details, know the insides of minds. Everyone has bad days, though, and comes out with spontaneous comments they later re-think. An attitude they harbour may be due to external factors such as the environment they were raised in, ingrained fears due to trauma. Perhaps they simply haven’t had reason yet to question their thinking yet. How about when we encounter a bad attitude we politely and firmly disagree with the person. Explain, and teach. Adults can still change and grow. I heard a wonderful quote recently saying we must be tolerant, including of intolerance. People aren’t all good or all bad. Being exceptional at, say, throwing a football, doesn’t make you wise or angelic. Let’s take the good and try to modify the bad. If we simply cancel and ignore, we miss a great opportunity, and someone misses their sanity. Even fiction is a risk, as author attitudes are inferred from writings. Enjoy another excerpt I have dared to put out from the trilogy finale that opens a universe of further adventures. (Click “View Profile” or my website to see my science fiction books available now.)
Book Excerpt
Shoot for Earth: MedSci Missions 3
“So what’s the plan?” Walsh asked as he walked into his boss’s familiar office. It was more familiar than his own.
Visible as a semi-solid apparition on the desk holo that Arfus now allowed him to view, Ambassador O’Bien said from a cozy looking nook somewhere on the planet, “Admiral Eats has called some marauder captains to form a perimeter around the area so the Shadowstar doesn’t get reinforcements from other mutated, aggressive Taslamin that might be within range.”
“Good,” Walsh said. “I hope this plan involves disabling their weapons and getting out of here with Pandora research info you’ve gotten from Taslamin.”
“More or less,” O’Bien said. “I’m still working out the compensation details for the Taslamin and Poids.
Arfus spoke up. “I’ve arranged with Admiral Eats for him and me to join a party of Sixers on Heracles so we can dock and board the Shadowstar. The Poid ship will keep Shadowstar’s crew distracted until we destroy their weapons. We’ll then board through a break we’ve formed in the exterior. We’ll find their intel on the Pandora infectious DNA and bring it back to Chiron.”
Walsh looked somewhat relieved. “Ok,” the Captain said. “Bold plan. Suitably so, under the circumstances. I’ll pilot another fighter for backup.”
Alarmed, O’Bien said, “Captain, we need you on Chiron. It’s a dangerous mission.”
“Ma’am,” Walsh said drily, “in case you forgot, Arfus is in command, and doing a bang-up job.”
“But –”
Walsh shook his head firmly. “But I remember you agreed you wouldn’t give operational orders to my crew. Right now, I’m crew.”
O’Bien wrinkled her brow with exasperation. “I did say that.”
“I’d better gear up,” Walsh said, heading to the lockers.
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