Originally pubished on The Tekaran Lady blog April 16, 2008.
One major drawback to both my love of music and beginning the prewriting stages for The Icarus Project is that I now seem to constantly have “Never Too Late” by Three Day’s Grace stuck in my head.
Don’t get me wrong, I like the song. It’s haunting, and even more so if you’ve seen the video. I have, but I try to put the video itself out of my head. As a mother of a young girl who is expecting another daughter in a matter of weeks, I find it disconcerting to say the least.
I first heard the song, oh I guess it was about two and a half months ago now, and The Icarus Project immediately popped into my head. Those of you who read the original when it was being published on The Writer’s Hood likely remember the desperate situation of the surface survivors and the desire of the main characters to save them. As such, “Never Too Late” has embedded itself in my mind as a type of theme song for the developing series, and I can’t seem to shake the melody.
It comes in handy when I sit down to work on Icarus, but it’s rather annoying at other times, especially when I’m trying to get into the rewrites for Succession. The tone of the song doesn’t fit with that one at all.
Anyone have ideas about shoving a song out of your mind without getting another stuck in its place? I'm open to suggestions.
Today's story takes place in the Icarus Universe sometime in the first summer following the brief and devastating world war. It's a rare, light and quiet moment for Steven, Evie, and their three children under ten in their lives following the man made apocalypse.
Prior experience with the universe isn't necessary to understand or enjoy the story though. And as always, you can find the audio here.
I thought I'd mix it up a bit this week by answering a writer's tag I found online. It just has ten simple questions, so this should be short and sweet.
1. What do you write?
A quick scroll down the categories over to the right of the page ought to prove I write speculative fiction. Spec fic covers a wide range of genres and their subgenres as well as mashups of those. I tend to stick more with science fiction, but I do dabble in fantasy now and again. And like with the Yekara series and the Myth and Science universe stories, there are times when I use both science fiction and fantasy elements in the same piece.
Today's story joins Steven, Evie, and the kids six years after the events of Warning Tremors through The Quiet Pause in the Icarus universe. You don't have to be familiar with the Icarus universe for it to make sense though.
You can also listen to the audio version of this story or the Icarus Universe Playlist to get all the flash fictions in chronological order.
Today's story takes us back to the Icarus universe, this time somewhere inland sometime around the same time The Icarus Project takes place. There are no real spoilers.
Who's up for a bit of fluff? This week's flash fiction features two of The Icarus Project's supporting cast outside the novel's main events. There are no spoilers for the planned trilogy.
The audio for this one will have to wait a bit because I don't really have a voice right now due to a cold.
We're back in the Icarus universe today with a story set about a year before "Warning Tremors" and roughly twenty-one years before "Icarus Awakens."
If you've been wondering what happened to Steven, Evie, and their kids after the events in "First Shocks," you'll enjoy today's story. For those of you just tuning in, you may want to read or listen to the two previous stories featuring the Reynard family: "Warning Tremors" and "First Shocks."
Audio versions of each may be found on my YouTube channel.
I never intended to make any sort of continuing series out of these flash fictions, but the idea I got from today's prompt put me back with Evie and her family from "Warning Tremors." Today's story is set about three days later.
She kept checking her phone and email, wishing someone would make contact. Lilith closed down her communication band and scrubbed her hands over her face in exasperation with a groan. She pushed away from the monitoring station and stood. She stretched, leaning her head this way and that until her neck popped.
“It’s not like I’d hear them anyway,” she muttered.
Lilith picked up her equipment and unsealed the hatch as the hour chimed. The monitors and her tablet screen provided the only illumination available within the tight space. The background thrum of electricity intensified as she crossed the threshold from monitoring station to main corridor.
The Icarus Project
Rough Draft Progress
Myth & Science Collection
Yekara Series Book 2
Icarus Trilogy Book 2
Yekara Series Book 3
Myth & Science Collection 2
Intent Only at this Time
Icarus Trilogy Book 3
Supers Collection 2
Intent Only at this Time
Yekara Series Book 4