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Monday, January 24, 2011

The Surface--The Story Continues


The Rogue Speaks:

Note to readers: I decided to carry this story a little farther than just 100 words, so go to the comments and follow JJ's comments and my replies to him. Any ideas? I am open to suggestions!!

Sci-fi?? You want us to write sci-fi? Jenny, you are one tough teacher! I thought last week's assignment was tough, but this Saturday Centus is really taxing my brain. Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained!! As always, the prompt is in bold type.



The brilliant artificial sunlight flooded Selah's tiny room. It was the only way she knew that the morning had come. Scott had left to investigate the situation up on The Surface, bringing her up if he could, and Selah was frightened and confused.

It had been years since she had been up there, but that didn't frighten her. She hated being alone, not knowing if she would ever see Scott again. They had only recently been allowed to mate, and the tiny movements inside her belly told her she would produce another life.

"Beam me up, Scottie!" she prayed tearfully.

48 comments:

jeff campbell said...

Judie, Judie, this is quite good! This story sucked me in quickly...Peace and blessings to you my friend...

Sue said...

GREAT job. I liked this one.

=)

Terra said...

Oh wow, living below the surface, breading life...you nailed it.

5thsister said...

Nicely played. You took the challenge head on and succeeded in a very well written piece. I congratulate you. This assignment was a struggle for me.

Viki said...

Oh, this would make an interesting story. Makes me wonder what the situation up above is. I loved this. Good job.

faith said...

Everything is scarier once you become a parent! Great take.

Bookie said...

Very nice job here...something mystical about it.

askcherlock said...

This was so good, you could turn it into a novel! Very creative, Judie.

JJ said...

Too late. One offspring? Are you kidding? She was surrounded by Molenards that also like to mate, and produce 1501 each time.

Judie said...

Occasionally a Molenard managed to slip through the protective barrier of the underground silos, but he was quickly dispatched by the Eunuchs who guarded the women's cubicles.

Next??

bluzdude said...

"Canna do it Captain, I'm giving'er all she's goe!"

Dazee Dreamer said...

ok, loved it. I want more.

Kat said...

This is really, really well done Judie. You beat this challenge hands down! I think you could definitely expand this. And I love your response about the Molenards! Kat

RockiBottom said...

oooooh... what an intersting take on the prompt. love it!

JJ said...

While suppressed by lack of sunlight adversely affecting their cranii, Molenards quickly realized Eunuchs were powerless against Ovites, the female Eunuchs. The rape of Gornad had begun.

Judie said...

Selah, aware of the life that was already moving inside her, realized that the Molenards were defenceless against the attempted envasion of her body.
"Let them come!" she cried out. "They cannot hurt me now!"

Tgoette said...

I liked this very much, Judie! You really do have quite a flair for these little stories. Great job!

myorii said...

Good job, Judie! Very sci-fi sounding indeed :) I'd probably feel the same fear that Selah felt too. Hope that everything works out for her and Scott :)

Karen S. said...

What a beautiful blog, glad I stopped by with Saturday Centus...nice story, one that keeps a reader wanting more...stunning artwork as well!...and cute and funny quotes...with charming musice too! You should have the Stylish Award floating around!

Sarah said...

Oooo I would hate to live in that world. Getting permission to mate? No natural sunlight? I will develop claustrophobia for sure.

Judie said...

I will gladly accept awards, as long as there are no strings attached!

Yakattack said...

hehe, fantastic.. Instantly intriguing story and characters.. Very impressive:) By the way, seeing as you enjoy art, feel free to check my mom's online gallery.. Mostly oil-on-canvas. Here's the link:

http://artbylida.weebly.com/

I look forward to reading more of your work:) much peace and love

Judie said...

Your mother is an absolutely elegant artist! I am so impressed. I plan to look more at her work tomorrow. Maybe she would let me post one of her pieces on my blog with a link back to hers!!

JJ said...

And right she was. But Selah never expected the arrival of the Wok people. They had only reached The Surface once in the last millennium, but nearly exterminated populations above and below. Suddenly, Molenards seemed meaningless. They would all be gone soon - and perhaps Scottie too.

Rawknrobyn.blogspot.com said...

What a fun use of "Beam me up." You're great, Judie. You prove yourself time and again.
xoRobyn

Judie said...

A noise in the corridor just outside her door caused Selah to jump in alarm. Surely the invaders had not penetrated the fortress that quickly. She listened again and heard a weak cry. Quietly she opened her door, and peeked out.

Lying in the hallway was Scott, his clothes filthy, and his face flushed. Blisters were appearing on his forehead right before her eyes.

She ran toward him and he held up his hand. "Stop! Selah, don't touch me! I'm hot! Go back inside and close the door! Then call for the medics, and tell them to wear hasmat suits!"

Next??

nimaruichi said...

Did the medics arrive? Guess they made it out of there, but not before some adventure...

nothingprofound said...

Judie, you're wonderful at this extemporaneous kind of writing. You should try your hand at flash fiction.

Judie said...

Selah stood silently by her door, listening for the medics to come and take Scott to the Hot Room to be decontaminated. Just beyond the walls of the silos, she could hear, faintly, the steady approach of the Wok drones. The scritch scratch of their long, sharp fingers were becoming louder every minute. "What new weapons have they created this time?" Selah wondered.

She suddenly realized that she had heard no alarms warning of an impending attack. Where were The Guardians?

nothingprofound said...

Sounds like your well on your way towards your first novel.

Judie said...

Hahaha! NP, I have been well on my way more than once! I don't think I have the patience to stick with something long-term--especially science fiction! Thanks for the compliment, though.

What exactly is "flash fiction?"

CRISTINA said...

My compliments!
Love this one.

Sarah said...

Wok people? Does that mean they're Chinese?

Judie said...

Actually, Sarah, their vehicles of transportation on The Surface are shaped like two woks. You can thank JJ for these creatures--I'm just trying to be creative about it.

Sarah said...

I hope they make it round side down so it's easier to move about.

Joann Mannix said...

Really amazing stuff, Judie! Look at you. Thinking science fiction is tough. You kicked it!

Tina said...

LOVE the way you managed to get more than 100 words. For that alone you get a gold star. And of course, I really enjoyed your first 100.

Magyar said...

__Visions of "Anthem," this permission to mate.
__Quarks of an unknown delayed the Guardian's telepathic communications
and mobility; they have yet to deploy.

You've good support here Judie! _m

THE SNEE said...

Wow Judie! You've taken creativity to a whole new level...a whole new dimension in honor of the sci fi theme. I'm a fan!

JJ said...

As the door flew open, there stood Scottie in the archway. He looked quite normal, except for the absence of his usual smile. She embraced him tearfully. As he hugged her in return, there was a coldness about him. Considering his ordeal, that was to be expected, she reasoned.
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Now Judie, run with it. Copy the entries, and simply play the game by yourself. In two months, you'll have a book. Then, the fun begins.

Nancy Jane said...

Wow...Fabulous.

Anna said...

Dear Judie,
Thank you for your kind words on my SC-post.
Your sci-fi-text is very, very good. If you don't think you could write a whole long novel, try to make it into a short story or novella.
Really eerie place. I'm glad that I am not Selah. I have enough problems of my own here on planet Earth!
Best wishes & hugs,
Anna
For the benefit of other readers:
href="http://annasadornments.blogspot.com/2011/01/trip-to-blue-planet-mrsjenny-matlocks.html"> Anna's Blue Planet SC week 38

Anna said...

Oops! That link des not work.
My link should be:

Anna's Blue Planet SC week 38

★Mumsy★ said...

Your take on this is just fantastic, and the continuation between you and JJ are out of this world..Fascinating!

Rek said...

I liked your story and the numerous extensions that went with it...bleak, war scarred world....Is ours any different?

Judie said...

Mumsy, I'm having great fun, thanks to JJ!

Rek, it IS ours!

Jenny said...

Hi Judie! OK, obviously this is one of your genres. I'm impressed.

There's no way I'm attempting to add anything to this. I can't write this style at all.

I love what you did with this.

Amazing

The Guy's Perspective said...

Great hook with the very first sentence. I'm off to check out some more.

We finally got The Guys' Network up, and the new look for The Guys' Perspective.

Plus I'm doing a short podcast called The Parent Gig.