* * * * * Brian sat at his desk, trying to concentrate on studying for tomorrow’s exam. He wasn’t being very successful. Dinner had been a nightmare. Everything had gone fine for the first five minutes. Then Trisha announced she’d dropped music for fitness club. She’d even tried to be nice
"I'm home," Trisha called. She did that every day. Hopefully they wouldn't complain that she was doing the same thing she always did. "I'm going upstairs to my room." "Trisha, dear," her mother's voice was loud and clear, "don't you have chores to do?" "Mom, today is Wednesday. That's me
Sorry it has been a while. I am cowriting a novel, and my co-author is highly tolerant that I can manage 3000 words a day on many days, even though he views this as catastrophically slow. We shall piously hope that the HitGirlz remembered their bulletproof underthings. CHAPTER YYY Benjamin
Eclipse is actually several books away from "The Girl Who Saved All the Universes" but I have already populated the Vissorant. It thinks of itself as a whale eating Krill, but each Krill is an entire universe. I once said "the grossest monster in the history of D&D", and got challenged about
"That was a truly fine ceremony," Cosmic Cataclysm Lass said. "It had all the right ingredients." "Indeed it did," Natural Law Revision Lad said. "But now it is time to return home." "Does that mean that you are leaving?" their guest asked. "Alas, we must depart." Natural Law Revision Lad
Yes, MISC: Raccies.
"Be back in a moment," Cosmic Cataclysm Lass announced to her brother. "Powder Room Break." She touched the doorknob. The inconceivable force of three universe-destroying explosions threw her across the room, burying her two feet deep in the room's impervium armor plate wall. "Interesting
Readers may wish to enhance this: But first, visitors at LNH HQ, speaking to whoever is at the front desk, in events that may not have happened. "Hi, I'm Natural Law Revision Lad, and I'd like to buy tickets for the RACCies ceremony. Two. One for me, one for my sister Cosmic Cataclysm Lass."
I se one of them is nominated for the RACCies. Please hire them. They need more money for ammunition. The United Mafia Gangs of the nameless city have decided to unite in a suicide pact, I mean, a pact to wipe out the HitGirlz, noI got it right the first time.
“I’ll keep that in mind. And these are truly wonderful scones,” Krystal said. “I’ll tell Allison you want the recipe. She will be delighted. But now I have a riddle for you. Did one of your people, perhaps two years back, put a geas on the Wells house?” Morgana asked. “I can’t imagine why
This passage seemed to get lost. “It’s my gift to humanity,” Morgana said, “on which all of the pieces are well known so I will claim no credit for doing it. The publications will report exactly what each person did as part of the effort. We’re curing sickle-cell anemia. Not a bone marrow
BUNCOMBE AND VERA DURAND- they do an inteview Chapter Eleven The Lafayette Laboratory Compere Biological Sciences Building Rogers Technological Institution January 15, 2018 Early afternoon “Pardon me?” The voice at the door to Allison Moreland’s lab came from a tall young woman
The speaking stone worked its way around the circle and back to Chancellor Holmgren. “With respect to pursuing the Bearer, we did manage with the aid of Baron Supreme Gamesman Kamensky to track down Miss Wells, who introduced the City of Steel move seen in that part of the competition. She is
“I find that the first lot is for the new manifesto from the League of Terran Justice,” Holmgren said. “Must we consider their ravings?” Moeller asked. The IncoAztecan Ambassador nodded in agreement, then passed the talking stone to Count Ferencz. “The new manifesto is very different,” Ferencz
There will be a rewrite you cannot see. The discussion of Stanford Smith, who some of you will have recognized, and the following paragraph go back to Liouville-Gibbs, and Liouville Gibbs appears here. She was too tired, and too many people ask about "GR". She is living in West Oregon, a state
The death is fairly violent. Saving someone from having died is meant literally. It's a bit challenging. Spindrift does die, as she knew she would from the moment she summoned herself into existence out of kelp and sea foam, cold salt air, and the roar of the breaking waves.
The cats like regular warm lunches. Careful examination of the tails indicated that they were probably spending most of their time hunting in the fields and bringing dinner home. I sat with my legs over the edge of the perch, dropped a cat treat on each side, and waited not for very long. Soon I
There had been a time, right after mom threw me out of the house, when I was panicked about where I would get money. Fortunately I already had another persona ready. Pointelisme flew, teleported, was very good at long-range telepathy, had extremely solid force fields, and was very good with
I have a major rewrite ongoing. I am largely done with a colleague's research monograph, on which I am doing an intensive line edit. Ten book pages a day of line edit. especially when I am inserting scientific questions - it is a book on polymer dynamics - is actually a lot of work. Chapter
“We must mobilize the people of the world,” Holmgren said, “to turn their united talents to capturing this person. Wherever she is – yes, I agree the very limited evidence suggests somewhere in Europe – we must find her. In particular, we must capture this Eclipse person and free the Namestone
I have been convinced the I need to do a major rewrite. “Ah, yes, the original agenda. Eclipse and how she escaped. Is there an issue here?” The Ambassadors glowered. “Valkyria,” Holmgren said, “Can you add anything to what happened afterward?” “Rolf,” she answered, her use of the first
Chapter Nine Secure Chamber Alpha The Palace of Peace Geneva, Switzerland Evening January 13, 2018 Holmgren stood at the head of the table, waiting for the ambassadors of the Great Powers to be seated. Finally all of them had arrived and were in place. He leaned into his chair and tapped
I momentarily remembered a peculiarity of history. There are perfectly adequate numbers of references, a few thousand years ago, that if you leave a horse with a big pile of barley it will eat itself to death. Modern horse breeders think horses are not that stupid. I decided not to call the
So you're immune to poison? And you have a headache. It's a shame aspirin is poisonous. Chapter Eight The Invisible Fortress Morning January 13, 2018 I’d be even more delighted to say that on the third day I was fully recovered. Not hardly. Not with the amount of damage I’d taken.
“We should,” Starsmasher agreed, “except for the minor detail of finding her. Assuming it is actually a her and not a cleverly disguised him. The resources of most of the League, though less than that guiding genius Dreikirch thinks, are behind this search. Surely it will bye and bye succeed?
-- Forwarded Message -- Subject: The Girl Who Saved the World Part 45 Date: Sat, 9 Jul 2016 00:07:15 -0400 From: George Phillies To: [LINK] I seem to be seeing comments on things where I have not seem the original. “Worse,” the Screaming
“Finally, the First Speaker, the Living Sun, is most emphatic that the Namestone must be recovered as soon as possible and used to bring Heaven to Earth. Accordingly, the First Speaker has ordered that the Jaguar Knights be immediately ready to attack the Bearer, no matter where on earth she is
Readers will note that I re-sorted chapters a bit, so some of you may have seen some of this before. I got home, was seriously down with the flu for a week, had major catchup to do, and will now be back. In between I finished a 50,000 word equivalent scientific paper, at least to the almost
Readers will note that I re-sorted chapters a bit, so some of you may have seen some of this before. And for the chess- curious the Glorious Shield of Sarnath is the Sicilian. Janie thinks it's badly busted. The Horns of Hattin runs (colors reversed is equally valid) for white a4 h4 Ra3 Rh3
Morgana Lafayette would be available as a presenter. The wind gusted, hard enough that the shutters rattled. “However, I am keeping you up late,” Morgana continued, “I still have a paper to write, and I’ve given your children their grades. They are all Excellent. Your meal was wonderful, and
Password Lord and His Three Trusty Companions would be delighted to go on an adventure. Patrick and Abigail looked at each other. “We’ve told both of them,” Patrick said, “that if they ever want to talk to us they can. If they want someone else to talk to, we can arrange that. They both said
“Arthur’s England? You!” Abigail’s jaw dropped slightly. “Now that you mention it, yes, me. By the way, the historical claims that would have had me sleep my way through the Knights of the Round Table, not to mention all their squires and pages, are severely fictional. Those people didn’t
“You much look as though you need dinner,” Patrick announced, “and you three young ones need to give us a private conversation. Your grades from Morgana, remember?” “Yes, sir,” Brian answered. “Forward to modelling.” The three children headed upstairs. “And now, Morgana,” Abigail said, “we
were.” > > ... This just hyped my interest in this Family Dinner sequence. You note that he promptly handed her not one but two cookies.
then? Of > course, it makes sense that the snow itself would veil her... She is in disguise as Professor Morgana Lafayette. >> “I never used it in a match,” Janie said. “I was saving it for >> National. Now Eclipse used it! > > Hmmmm! Parallel development, or super-mindreading? No, but
Many thanks for the vast number of comments. > 1. Re: MISC: The Girl Who Saved the World part 31 (Drew Perron) > 2. Re: MISC: The Girl Who Saved The World Part 32 (Drew Perron) > 3. Re: MISC: The Girl Who Saved The World Part 33 (Drew Perron) > 4. Re: MISC: The Girl Who Saved
that's her middle name. She goes by "Trisha". >> “Da-aad,” Brian complained, not quite seriously. “The other choice was >> getting stomped flat by a giant robot. It could have appeared anywhere >> in Massachusetts, and it just had to appear right in front of my school. > > Y'know, I hate
The Continentals continues excellently. I have the impression that the young lady is the more effective half of the pair, but perhaps we have just seen circumstances in which her skills were more evident. The Legion of Net Heroes is as I remember it from many years ago. I am currently writing
If anyone is interested, The Girl Who Saved the World Parts 1-19 are eligible. That includes the new Part 1 after the modest re-ordering.
“Already done,” Brian said. “I was going to work on my new model. I’m making real progress.” His current project, the ship-of-the-line George Washington, had 1200 pieces, most requiring modest woodworking prior to assembly. “Me, too,” Janie added. “Grades night. Not much homework. But my new
Comments? “I’ve only met him twice,” Patrick said. “Dear, it must be in your Rolodex.” “I thought you knew, Patrick,” Abigail answered. “Janie, you must have visited his house.” “Ummh, er, no. I have the good City playing set. He teleports, remember? He could live anywhere,” Janie
The Continentals, comment: Who would dare seek to separate a man from his cane? The heroine does appear to be a bit more astute than the hero is. Chapter 4, continued “Incredible bragging rights,” Brian announced. “Grandmasters come here to learn City of Steel from Janie.” “I think we
Comment: Jessamine Trashaset (Comet) remarks: "We go flying sometimes" That's literally true. And it was faster than sound. A bit. “Janie knows how to reach me once you decide on an answer,” Krystal North added, “but unfortunately time is of the essence. From the number of hits on the web
“What if I try inserting some of the instructions from one of your model ships…” Janie’s voice trailed off. She looked distantly into space for half a minute. “Jane Caroline,” her father finally announced, “We know you are a telepath, and so are some of your friends, but having them interrupt
“It’s not way above,” Trisha answered. “And you get the same next year.” “To answer your question,” Janie added, “I got straight As on my exams, well, mayhaps not A+s in all of them. Except Romeo and Juliet makes absolutely no sense at all. I just wrote down what I memorized from those
Oh, my, the fortress in the core of the star. My heroine would be impressed. She might have some ideas about how good an idea it was, since if the arrangements that prop up the walls fail the air conditioning budget goes up. A lot. Very quickly. She would, however, be quite impressed, though
In case you were wondering what I just did to chapter order, they are now Flashforward I awoke at half past dark. To put it mildly, I hurt. Flashback Kniaz Kang's Shanghai Marco Polo North Cosmopolis, Washington 7:30 AM January 10, 2018 Chapter Three The Hidden Fortress Morning
This brilliant discussion has been postponed to Chapter 8 or so. Next time we return to the new Chapter 4. “We must mobilize the people of the world,” Holmgren said, “to turn their united talents to capturing this person. Wherever she is – yes, I agree the very limited evidence suggests
By the way, I did a minor rearrangement again. The book now starts with Eclipse lying in bed in considerable pain, then jumps back to Kniaz Kang's Shanghai Marco Polo. The diplomats which you are now reading are shoved off to chapter eight. We will return in two episodes to Chapter Three, in
Now, the unholy trio are from Alt.Er.Net Nit.I.verse they were meant as a tribute to all and sundry. And now, back to Eclipse, The Girl Who Saved The World “Ah, yes, the original agenda. Eclipse and how she escaped. Is there an issue here?” The Ambassadors glowered. “Valkyria,” Holmgren