The Garden – Excerpt

The creatures of the wilderness had cut a dirt path through the tall grasses of the meadows, a path she decided to follow, just to see where it led. “There is nothing here,” she told herself, trying to chase away the disappointment engendered by the unremarkable nature of the world beyond. Ever since she had… Continue reading

The Plant – A Steampunk Story

A story of man versus plant, plant versus machine, logic versus habit, outlier versus group, possible versus real, biology versus mechanics, haphazard versus systematic and all the complexities in between. In the end the plant wins, since life always finds a way to elevate itself. But so does man. And so does the machine. Or whatever you want… Continue reading

Generations

Can you imagine growing up in a world where dangers are almost non-existent and everything is possible? Between the virtual world, immortality and reshaping matter reality takes a whole new meaning for the plucky descendants of the human race. Follow the adventures of the children of Terra Two and their travels across the universe. Humanity… Continue reading

Terra Two

Sarah Feaherty had sound and suitable plans for her future, none of which included leaving the planet. The young biologist enrolls in a post-doctoral program run by a reclusive female order and unwittingly becomes part of their terra-forming team; at the age of one hundred and sixteen Sarah is entrusted to tell the story of… Continue reading

The Plant – A Steampunk Story

A story of man versus plant, plant versus machine and all the complexities in between. In the end the plant wins, since life always finds a way to elevate itself. But so does man. And so does the machine. Or whatever you want to call what it became. Find it on Amazon and Smashwords

Generations – Chapter 8 – Of love and parenting

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Sarah kept grinning a smile of pure joy at the return of the prodigal um, delighting over the fresh image of it peacefully snoozing in its bed. As she poured the coffee in her poppy colored cup she remembered the little lights at the center of Sys’s palms. “What on earth was that?” she wondered…. Continue reading

Solomon was not impressed by such fine details but enjoyed the slightly elevated position of the warm soap stone which provided a perfect location to stake out prey and catch small critters unaware. To Sarah’s chagrin it often brought offerings to the kitchen door after a hunt, to share with her and show appreciation. The… Continue reading

Flying castle

“What are you doing, Jenny?” “Nothing, mommy”, the little freckled face replied, fumbling quickly to shove a wobbly paper craft under the bed. She had been working on it all morning and she didn’t want to show it until it was finished. Mommy couldn’t help her curiosity and cast a lingering glance in the general… Continue reading

Sarah placed one of her fingers under the tissue scanner and turned up the magnification to zoom in really close on one of the immortals who seemed to actually stare back at her. It seemed impossible for the species to just exist, unaware, she could swear that one of the beady lobster eyes winked at… Continue reading