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So I am…

Thinking out loud. No not the song. Although now that I mention it, you never know when that will become a song fic.

Nine Lives is coming to an end soon. By mid to late summer, surely. And I’ve been promising for a while to continue the story I started in Hello Darkness, My Old Friend, part one of the T’hy’la Chronicles. So I am thinking when Nine Lives is complete, that’s where I’m headed. Likewise, it won’t be much longer for Cadet Ashayam and that leads me to my next story after, Best Friends, in the How I Met My T’hy’la series.

That’s where my thoughts are going. Not sure when I will get to them, but they are coming.

I have a million stories I could write, we all know that. The one from here where Spock marries Uhura and Jim is suddenly very much in Carol Marcus’ orbit again. A full story with Vanik, the match-making child.

First I have to finish the Bang story. Has to be basically finished by the end of this month and then posted in June. I will get my posting date next week I believe. I had been matched with an artist but that’s all I have now. I think I can tell you the title now (pish even if I can’t I’m going to) and it is “The Closer I Get to You”

The closer I get to you
The more you make me see
By giving me all you got
Your love has captured me

Anyway there you have it. I’ll post more as I know it.

I have only one more flash to write for May. Will there be M,W and F flashes for June…stay tuned.

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Sneak Peek of Stranded 3 (coming soon…ish)

“Hey, Mom?” Jim Kirk stood by window next to the back door of the family’s farmhouse.  

“Yeah Jim?”

“I’m going to go check on the barn.”

She appeared next to him, arms crossed in front of her chest, wearing an oversized sweater. Jim couldn’t totally blame her. It was cold. Outside anyway. But ever since she got sick a month ago, she got colder easy, even inside in the heat. Jim was sweltering though.

He’d moved back home to help her after her illness. She was doing much better, yeah, but not up to herself yet.

“Something wrong?”

He smiled, reassuringly. “Doubtful. I saw a flash of light or something. Probably just lightening.”

“Lightening?” She frowned. “Didn’t hear any thunder.”

“Too far off, probably. I’ll just be a second.”

“Okay. Should I make a pot of coffee?”

He squeezed her shoulder. “Good idea. Be right back.”

He went to the peg that held his coat and shrugged into it. He pulled up the hood and went out the back door and started for the barn. Rain splattered on him, at an angle, so the hood wasn’t much protection, the drops kept hitting his face.

Jim frowned when he noticed the barn door was ajar. He had definitely closed it earlier, knowing that it was going to rain.

“Hello? Is anyone there?”

It was possible someone broke into the barn to seek shelter. If so, Jim would invite them into the house for food and to dry out.

He pushed open the door.

“Hey? It’s Jim Kirk. Are you in my barn?”

And then he saw a mostly naked long hair man huddled next to his jeep.

“Hi. Do-do you need help?”

“Wait. Wait. Jim. You cannot just drop Pre-Surak Spock into Jim’s world. He won’t know what to do with a Vulcan. And Spock won’t know what to do with Jim. They won’t be able to speak to each other.”

“Well. I guess they’ll find a way, won’t they?”


“Spock, it’s too late. He’s there. And Jim already knows!”

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