Imports From the Bird: Sweet Little Lies
One of the neons over the bar is flickering again. You don’t mind. It’s part of the place’s charm. No pretensions of glamor.
One of the neons over the bar is flickering again. You don’t mind. It’s part of the place’s charm. No pretensions of glamor.
Hello, readers mine! The following is the result of my earnest attempt to write a short–HA–Twitter thread concerning my staunch belief that we need more soft SciFi/futuristic fantasy stories centering around the inherent drama of smaller warships going toe-to-toe with a true flagship. I hoped to convince other writers of the potential in this idea–in […]