Sci-Fi has always been a setting, pretending to be a genre. Ideas that exist today but are taboo to talk about. Ideas that we never considered until we saw them. Trendlines that exist with an unknown destination.
That’s Sci-Fi. The problems of today wrapped up in the setting of tomorrow.
What problems? What trendline? Half the fun is in finding it. I’ll be sending snippets from the book for you to read and see if it’s your cup of tea. If so, pre orders for the kindle version are live now, release data, August 1.
So Han, Fatahl, Buck, Jake and the Kowboys are waiting for Jake to prove his worth. You start to learn that everyone is not who they say they are.
Enjoy
High Tech Harems
Fatahl slammed the door behind her, mumbling,
“If you don’t deliver I’m going to kill you, asshole.” She stomped down the street, back to her quarters. Jake was walking towards the lab when they ran into each other. He looked concerned and asked,
“Hey, whoa, what happened. You alright?”
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.”
Jake looked up and saw the door to the lab lock.
“What did he do?”
“Nothing.”
Jake took Fatahl by the shoulders and pulled her closer.
“No, no. Something is bothering you. What did he do?”
Fatahl realized what was going on. She got back into character, releasing the tension in her body. Jake felt like she was melting in his arms.
“It’s the module. Han isn’t done yet. He said it would be done by now and I think he was stalling. He got mad and yelled at me. It’s, it’s fine. We are just mad is all.”
“Ok.”
Buck was on the sofa at the bar, watching a movie on the vid. He was nursing a beer as Jake wandered in.
“Want a drink?”
“No. I need to be sharp. I don’t want a buzz when we go hunting. What’s this?”
“Han has a few vintage movies. This ones called Akira.”
“What’s it about?”
“Cartoon about scientists experimenting on a guy who ends up blowing up Japan. I’ve seen it a dozen times. We can watch something else if you want.”
“No, thanks. I’ve heard about this. Didn’t know we still had movies from before the singularity.”
“It’s got a charm to it. The tech doesn’t give you exactly what you want. It’s like looking into someone else’s head and seeing what they wanted.”
Jake started to pay attention. The one character was sitting on a throne in the middle of a coliseum dressed in hospital gear. His arm was replaced by metal wires and gears, and another character wearing a Red Leather jacket aiming a laz-rifle.
“Hows the arm holding up?”
Buck looked at his prosthetic, then back to the movie.“I made it my whole life without so much as an augment. I really thought I was going to get out of this war without having to have something stapled to me and making my life, easier.”
“It’s not so bad. Now that I know the old stuff was there to help, it gets even better. Even when I worked in the wireless, I didn’t use AI. I just coded, clean too.”
“That must have been hell,” said Buck.
“No, it was nice. I understood everything. I could keep the code in my head, all of it. I could follow what was going on like having a conversation with a computer. This stuff was changing the company. Millions of people’s lives would be altered. I figured the least I could do was know what I was doing.”
“Lotta good it did you.” Buck laughed,
“Yeah. In the end, the tech skill screwed us all.”
But how many harems are there going to be?