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illconsidered | November 29, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 15
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Chapter 17
Chapter 16
Carman, Sept. 25, 2055
Matt had been on the west coast for two months. Jon was in Ottawa with the Senator. I was happy with Olivia. Our life was never dull. Doc Y, as Jim Yablonski was affectionately known around campus, and I were collaborating on a new paper on photosynthesis. Except for dad's death, which was a shock, my life was unfolding more or less as I thought it should.
Then I met Carman.
I had got up early one Saturday morning, as I sometimes do when I'm chewing on a problem. I appreciate the…
illconsidered | November 22, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 14
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Chapter 16
Chapter 15
The Great Work, September 7, 2055
In the top centre drawer of the big desk in dad's library, I found an unmarked envelope containing this document.
The Great Work, March 2040
My time is getting short and I don't know what more I can do. I am getting old and I don't have time for bullshit. I don't want for anything. There is no profit -- economic, moral or spiritual -- in recording my thoughts, yet I persist. I have raised the boys as best I could since Joan died. They are good, strong lads. I only wish I…
illconsidered | November 14, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 13
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Chapter 15
Chapter 14
The Clone Document, September 7, 2055
I was in the University library when a short innocuous looking fellow approached my carousel.
"Are you Luc Pascal Fontaine, son of the late Robert Fontaine?"
I looked at him warily, curious what he was about. "Yes."
"I have a package for you." He lifted his briefcase, putting it on top of my books and papers. "I need a signature."
"Fine," I said.
He snapped open his case, removing a clipboard and a heavy manila envelope. "If I can just get you to sign for receipt, here…
illconsidered | November 7, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 12
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Chapter 14
Chapter 13
Olivia, August 30, 2055
All of a sudden I had a whole lot of woman on my hands. It was a whole new ballgame. Olivia was smart, sexy and a lot of fun. I stayed at her suite the first night and the next we spent at mine.
Matt and Jon just laughed when I explained why I had stood them up. Jon went back to Ottawa. The Senate was not in session, but the Senator had research and PR jobs lined up to keep him busy for a month. A week later, Matt came around to say goodbye. He was heading to the coast.
"I'm glad to…
illconsidered | November 1, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 11
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Chapter 13
Chapter 12
The Reception, July 23, 2055
Mom and Dad's old friends, university people, and a gaggle of 32nd cousins chattered and whispered at tables throughout the reception hall. Matt and Jon had disappeared. I was doing my best to represent the family. Everybody wanted to express their condolences in person. It was long and drawn out. People I hadn't seen for years kept coming up to me to commiserate and chat.
All at once Jon was standing behind me. "It is decided," he said.
"What's that?"
"Matt's going to sell me…
illconsidered | October 24, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 10
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Chapter 12
Chapter 11
The Funeral, July 23, 2055
I don't remember my mother. We had recordings of her singing, that is all. She died when we were young and dad never remarried. He raised us alone. He was a grumpy old ecologist with three rambunctious boys. All of his friends were doctors or professors. It made for a strange and daunting home environment. As soon as we were old enough, he began dragging us up north on his scientific expeditions.
Dad was a hard sonofabitch. His father had died when he was young and he had to fight…
illconsidered | October 18, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 9
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Chapter 11
Chapter 10
Robert Fontaine, July 18, 2055
I was heading for the library when I got a phone call from Bessie Waters, a neighbour who visited with dad occasionally. She was worried. "I knocked on the door and there was no answer," she said. "I think you should check on him."
I was supposed to give a lecture late that afternoon. I called my old faculty advisor, Dr. Yablonski, to arrange a substitute and headed home.
Bessie was not around. The kitchen was as I had left it. The house was dark and quiet. For a second before…
illconsidered | October 10, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 8
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Chapter 10
Chapter 9
Henry, June 10, 2055
When Thursday rolled around, I rode my bike over to Fontaine Enterprises on Woodward. I arrived about a quarter to four. Matt and I sat in his office drinking coffee which wasn't ersatz.
The room was bipolar; half administration, half draughting room. Rolls of paper and plans littered a work table at one end. A coffee machine sat on a counter beside a sink which marked the functional division of the room. Jon arrived at four on the nose and Matt pulled out another mug. We waited for Henry…
illconsidered | October 3, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 7
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Chapter 9
Chapter 8
Jacy, June 7, 2055
I spent a couple of fruitless hours in the laboratory reading the absorption spectra of an extremeophile bacteria, then headed home. After supper, dad went to bed early. I cleaned up and retreated to the library. As I was sitting down, my eye happened to fall on an old paper magazine whose cover blared "Jacy Strikes" over a picture of a devastated city.
The year that Hypercane Jacy destroyed Houston, America got religion about global warming. A strong Category 5 hurricane, almost 2,000 km.…
esiegel | September 30, 2012“If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” -Rudyard Kipling
You might not believe it, but when I was a kid, I hated writing. Absolutely hated it. And it wasn't because I didn't have anything to write, or because I didn't enjoy communicating my thoughts, or because I didn't like the written word, because I always enjoyed reading. Perhaps because I was a lefty with bad handwriting, I felt that the entire enterprise of writing was against me.
Image credit: samarth over at MemeCenter.
Of course, that was my issue to work through, and not only do I write all…
illconsidered | September 26, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 6
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Chapter 8
Chapter 7
Teaser, June 4, 2055
A couple of weeks later, I received a curious invitation. It was courier delivered snail mail, a photocopy of a letter of inquiry from some guy to a toy company, which read:
Dear Customer Service,
I am a happily married engineer with a 4 year old daughter, Rena. Recently as I was home sick, I sent the babysitter home for the day.
You can imagine my considerable alarm when I walked into the front room and found my little angel cutting up the hand of her toy doll. And I am sure you…
illconsidered | September 19, 2012The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 5
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Chapter 7
Chapter 6
The Great Hunger, May 19, 2055
I took my bike to university the next day so I could go grocery shopping on the way home. After two classes in the afternoon, the last one spent trying to fire some enthusiasm for the computational beauty of genetics in a dozen second years when the only thing on their minds was the end of term exams, I was more than ready to leave.
At the co-op store, an unhappy knot of customers clustered around the profile tills. The iris scanners were offline. The profile economy was a side…
illconsidered | September 11, 2012The Bottleneck Years
Chapter 4
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Chapter 6
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 5
FabNet, May 18, 2055
I sat at the window watching Matt roll away in his electric chariot. When he was gone, I stared at the lake musing how different we were. We were identical and yet we weren't. Matt definitely had a unique way of looking at things.
It started when he was a teenager. He picked up a second hand 3-D printer for next to nothing at a yard sale. 3-D printers, or fabs, short for fabricators, were capable of building any desired object layer by layer out of plastic or ceramic goop. "They're not…
illconsidered | September 5, 2012The Bottleneck Years
Chapter 3
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Chapter 5
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Chapter 4
Matt, May 18. 2055
When I got home from CCU, Matt was over talking to dad. We sat around the kitchen table catching up. Jon had got the job with the Senator. Matt was predictably down on politicians.
After a while Dad got visibly tired. "I'm sorry boys, but my getup-and-go got up and went." He pushed himself to his feet and headed slowly down the hall to the bedroom.
Matt watched him go and asked sotto voce, "Does he do that often?"
"What's that?"
"Just conk out like that. It's only seven thirty."
I looked…
illconsidered | August 30, 2012The Bottleneck Years
Chapter 2
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Chapter 4
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Chapter 3
Electronic Democracy, May 11, 2055
As I walked to CCU, I thought about what Jon was getting into. It was just like him to breeze in, drop a zinger and split before anyone could reply sensibly.
When I was growing up, I instinctively avoided politics. I knew the broad outline of our political history, only because it was unavoidable. A lot of what had happened in North America revolved around energy.
Dad lived through the oil crunch and sometimes he tried to explain to us what life was like before. He grew up…
jdupuis | August 24, 2012George R.R. Martin is the new J.R.R. Tolkien, right?
Great big, fantasy series with large casts of characters, epic battles between good and evil?
Maybe, maybe not. Tolkien certainly create a more black and white universe compared to Martin's infinite shades of gray. On the other hand, Tolkien found a very nice level of actual productivity. He basically wrote one amazing thing and actually finished it. Sure, there were a few other peripheral works that came out during his lifetime, but Lord of the Rings is it. He also wrote in an era when there was no expectation of ever becoming blindingly,…
illconsidered | August 22, 2012The Bottleneck Years
Chapter 1
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Chapter 3
by H.E. Taylor
Chapter 2
Externalities, May 11, 2055
When I got downstairs, Jon was sitting in one of the big deep chairs in the rec room, the bottle of wine on a low table in front of him. "I have an idea I want to bounce off you," he said, gesturing at the wine.
"Okay, but first I have to tell you something."
When he is not pushing some political theory, Jon is inclined to be judgemental, especially when it comes to Matt, but he surprised me by laughing when I told him why the marriage was off.
"I warned him his prick would get him…
illconsidered | August 8, 2012
The Bottleneck Years
by H.E. Taylor
My thanks go to Marlene for listening and to Kaeren and Rick
at the Sal's for their many helpful comments.ISBN: 978-0-9881321-0-8
Copyright(2012) by H.E. Taylor
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Edie
May 11, 2055
5
1
The Burning Lake
May 11, 2055
9
2
Externalities
May 11, 2055
13
3
Electronic Democracy
May 11, 2055
17
4
Matt
May 18. 2055
23
5
FabNet
May 18, 2055
27
6
The Great Hunger
May 19, 2055
30
7
Teaser
June 4, 2055
35
8
Jacy
June 7, 2055
38
9
Henry
June 10, 2055
40
10
Robert Fontaine
July 18, 2055
52
11
The Funeral
July 23, 2055…
gregladen | May 25, 2012I just happen to come across this interesting cameo and snapped this fair use impromptu screen shot...
Who is it, what show is this, and if you are that good, what episode!
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jdupuis | May 11, 2012Longtime followers of this blog will know that I'm a fan of genre fiction, and the more genres the better: science fiction, fantasy, horror, hard boiled and noir. And in a lot of ways those genre boundaries are fluid, and sometimes the authors themselves embody that fluidity.
Walter Mosley is one of those authors, writing with great success in both the mystery and science fiction genres.
Here's what he had to say recently in the Tor.com blog: The Case for Genre.
In my opinion science fiction and fantasy writing has the potential to be the most intelligent, spiritual, inventive, and the most…