The Salt Window
The salt out here never stops.
Sundown Wanderer
Longtime reader from Texas, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is matter-of-fact. Most of my posts live in Sci-Fi & Fantasy. I have a soft spot for already together, real conversation before the bedroom door closes, and clear enthusiasm once it does. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Sundown Wanderer
The Signal Key
The shuttle from the surface took eleven hours and I slept through nine of them, which I counted as a personal victory.
The Glass Adjuster
I was sixty-three years old and I had been retired for four years, which was why I was standing in the central plaza of the Dome at seven…
The Hour-Shift at Fort Sweeney
The way I heard it from the transport driver, the anomaly at Fort Sweeney was a big deal when it was found back in the eighties.
Reclamation Shift
My wrist-comp chimed the end of the shift right as I was finishing the last manifest line, and I sat there a second in the little office…