I don’t post much of my actual fiction to this blog, for various reasons, not the least of which is that i’m still not fully certain that any of you savages can actually read, so what’s the point really.

Additionally, I like to keep most of my better or longer work unpublished in any form, so that if I ever gathered the motivation, I could one day attempt to sell said work in a forum that pays real liquor buying money. That, or it will at least be a pleasant surprise for whomever is stuck going through my computer in the event of my untimely death. Should that scenario occur, I beg you, please delete my web browsing activity without actually looking at it. I would do the same for you.

In any case, on the off chance that some of you can actually read, and do somewhat enjoy when I periodically post a new story in the fiction tab (and yes, I get rid of an older story when I do it, that’s just the price you gots to pay for free shit), here’s a quick new story I wrote out a few months ago.

The back story is, Mistress, unlike me, does not like nerdy shit. She doesn’t like fantasy or science fiction, and she only wants to conquer outer space so that she’ll have more room to store her shoes. That being the case, I do periodically try to entice her into my nerdy wonderland of make-believe and speculation, and once in a while she  actually shows a modicum of interest. This story came about because I was trying to explain how neat it was that Voyager 1 had finally, after over 30 years, entered interstellar space. She was then wondering if humans would ever colonize other stars, and while I love the “Generation Ship” sub genre of Sci-Fi, I don’t think interstellar colonies are feasible or likely without achieving Faster Than Light travel of some kind. The distances are just too great. Basically, if a human tries to reach another star using the technology we have available now, they’re liable to die of old age by Pluto.

We could send a machine on an interstellar voyage however… And if we could create durable true artificial intelligences, they could potentially spread throughout the galaxy. It reasonably follows therefore that if an alien were to ever come visit our planet, it likely wouldn’t be the actual alien at all, but it’s machine progeny. Of course, if that machine then turned around and made a trip back to its home planet to report its findings, it might find that a lot had changed back home in the intervening few thousand years…

That, and a wicked cool piece of art by the talented Patrick Reilly found on deviantart, was the inspiration for Number 19.

Enjoy.