Balcony Gardening - poem
Golden Goose - story
Create My Own Perfection - story
Tulips - story
Taste Explosion - story
Sunset Warning - story
All Ticked Off - story
Not to be Sniffed At - story
Sing Me a Song - story
Fine Feathers - story
Loving Lines - story
Let Down Your Hair - story
Testing Grounds - novella
Guns and Roses - story
Guns and Roses
The raygun clutched in the dead man's hand was my first clue that something weird was going on. It looked too real. And yes, plenty of people get angry at the folk crewing the tollbooths and road rage happens - to sometimes tragic effect - but the tollbooth operators don't usually shoot back.
Or if they do, it's with bullets, not rays.
The second clue of something weird going on was the roses growing all over the place. Really odd places, like out of the operator's chair (and out of his arm, but that was one for the mortician doing the autopsy)
Once the raygun had been checked over for prints, I pointed it cautiously at a patch of bare ground and pressed the trigger with a gloved finger. There was a streak of red light, and then another rose appeared, growing out of the ground where the ray had hit.
Well, that ought to make finding the culprit easier. Just follow the roses.
Happy Book Birthday to Testing Grounds!
Queer friendship, secret identities, and Warrior training:
On the 1st of Dec, a novella brings to me:
12 old scars
11 dodged questions
10 types of weapon
9 Warrior braids
8 different titles
7 bad memories
6 young women
5 things to climb
4 Warrior teachers
3 squad members
2 old friends
and a week at Testing Grounds
