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Considering recent events in the social media realm…I am considering re-committing to this, my very own website. I can’t really afford what I’d like to do to evolve it, but it might be worth it in the long run to lean into that investment.

I might even set up a Patreon or something like that.

But it would be nice to have a site dedicated to my writing, screenwriting, art, and sequential art storytelling as I had originally intended.

Watch This Space™ and all that ha

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The drop platform eased into position with a moan of shifting metal. A dull gray interior cone around Cpl. Alex Moreau and her five squad mates glitched and went clear, revealing a breathtaking view of the planet below that used to be their home—Earth.

Alex could barely hear the shuddering metal above LCpl. Yip’s song blaring from the internal speakers—“Johnny Too Bad” by The Slickers—which was the idea.

The transparency of the cone was an illusion, a feed from nano-camera paneling on the exterior surface. Streaks of faded, dead pixels—from entry burn licking at the pod—reminded Alex how insane their job really was.

Orbital Ops, cream of the crop.

Today, though, they were glorified door openers. Yip and Pfcs Kebede, “Rummy” Loeb, “Gidget” Oakes, and Barzanji were all her responsibility. She told herself she’d bring them all back up the gravity well to Mount Olympus Station like she always had.

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