by Melanie Edmonds
I am so frustrated right now. This week has been pretty hellish. Work is insane. We’re finishing one big project and planning the next, and on top of the usual project changeover shenanigans, I have an intern to settle in and an important event to organise and run tomorrow. I’ve been up early and home […]
Ship’s log, 20:52, 26 September 2214 Location: Sarabande Station, near the Cerces black hole Status: Docked, powered down It has been a strange couple of days. Tension has been seeping through the atmosphere like a gas leak, hissing its way into every feed and weighing down every breath. Everyone on the station is feeling […]
So, we almost had a post this week. Almost. I’ve been struggling to get to it over the past few days, and finally managed to power through it tonight. I was so close to finishing that I was all but pasting it into WordPress and fondling the ‘publish’ button. And then the netbook computer made […]
Ship’s log, 08:18, 24 September 2214 Location: Sarabande Station, near the Cerces black hole Status: Docked, powered down After the ghosts started talking, they just kept increasing. More of them, more voices, more noise, all asking the same question. Where are my people? As if I didn’t already have enough competing for my attention, […]