Science Fantasy Romance 5 - Ernie Centrifuge, Private Eye

Ernie Centrifuge, Private Eye 

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Blurb

Ernie Centrifuge has to pick up the case where his murdered boss left off, but to save the girl he’ll have to find his selves first.

Memories

before reading

Years ago, I wrote a ridiculously long (and terrible) version of this story while wine-drunk at a beach house, then I wrote a terrible NaNoWriMo novel-length version of it. I burned them. Once I started my Second Better Million, I rescued the characters from the fire and wrote this story. Later on, for whatever reason, I used the same character names for different characters and wrote The Tisroc Series. I’m still a little sketchy on how that happened, but whatever. It’s quite possible that “Ernie Centrifuge” is my very first (surviving) character name, so let’s see what he’s up to. Let’s read!

Review

after reading

This story is kinda cheesy, or corny, or corn with cheese on, which is delicious. I think this is the first story where I just let my love of dialogue roam free and followed it around while it did stuff and amused me. This is a very silly story, but it’s acceptable. I really want to write a series of stories set in “LIQUOR STORE Abaissé, WINE! BEER! (& Spirits). Psychic Reading available upon request WITH PURCHASE!” now. It could be my Callahan’s Crosstime Saloon!

Next Week

Time Travel...Laterally!

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Science Fantasy Romance 4 - Drugs are Legal, People Ain't

Drugs are Legal, People Ain’t 

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Blurb

In a future where reproduction is strictly regulated, gonzo reporter Daniel Dean Harlan infiltrates a back-alley maternity ward. But will the people he meets infiltrate his cynical heart?

Memories

before reading

This is the story that crystallized Science Fantasy Romance in my mind as a genre. Written in Full Creative Mind--after seeing the phrase “gonzo futurism”, and while ridiculously drunk, and with dim memories of Hunter S. Thompson’s writing style (viz: ‘drugs’) from when I’d read Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas—in a matter of hours, then edited slightly more sober to make sure all the hymn lyrics were right (the Scripture was, of course, from memory), and that I hadn’t spelled gwan’ wrong, or accidentally said going to instead. I’m also reasonably certain that this is the only story of mine that my mother likes. I’ll enjoy reading this one...

Review

after reading

“I was gwan’ have to ask her to get pregnant by me, for the purposes of journalism.”

...you know, this’d make a pretty good movie, or a stage play. Talk to me.

Next Week

Ernie Centrifuge, Private Eye

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