Blathers of Gene Bathurst

One wise, witty and beautiful lady. She lived life to the limit and then some. She'll be missed.

Meh. Story felt fragmented. Never connected to the characters. People pop up the instant the plot requires in ways so blatantly artificial...

(NOTE: I forgot I'd put this into Blogger, way back. Enjoy, you Web Bots!) Thrax raced through the rows of clothes and elegant dis...

Pitch black.  Thrax groaned and tried to roll over. Strong arms held him fast. Female arms, but remarkably strong. He wriggled an arm loos...

Thrax strode to the abandoned, dust covered cannon and looked out the window at the square. The sleek weapon was undamaged. He wiped dust of...

In the passenger cabin, Thrax and the androids swarmed Kal with congratulatory hugs and high fives. “This is what it’s all about,” Kal gus...

Ahead of them, deep inside the Death Zone, was Scylla, an undulating tornado storm. Some believed it was a sentient information wave, formed...