GUEST STORY SHARE — Bridger: A Dystopian Serial — Episode 12

Bridger is a dystopian serial story about Charlane, a disgraced career soldier leading a security team at a remote research facility. When Char encounters a humanoid creature who claims to come from another world, she sees a chance to save her career—and the dying earth.

Char, a strong, career-driven woman, is fighting to overcome crippling self-doubt after she lost everything in a military scandal. She’d given so much to that career, including her marriage. Now she is starting over. Char doesn’t know that her value as a person doesn’t change based on what she accomplishes. Can she accept the unconditional love of those who care for her?

Our social media and celebrity culture has placed enormous value on beauty, fitness, and lifestyle. Our work culture pressures women to continually rise up the ranks and press for better jobs. All of these are worthwhile things, but they are not markers of personal value. A person is valuable because of who they are, not what they produce.


Episode 12: Maybe there’s Still a Spark

 

The whopping of a helicopter made Char glance up as she approached the bottom of the corner tower. A big black aircraft descended through the bronze-toned sky. Char squinted at it for a moment before she climbed the ladder into the roofed parapet.

“Incoming,” she said to Linc and Leander, who were leaning out and gazing at the landing chopper.

“Good times,” Leander said. She raised her binoculars. “Are these the bigwigs? Considering what we’re doing tomorrow, you’d think the place would be crawling with them.”

Linc laughed. “Seems fortunate to me.”

As the chopper wound down and fell silent, Char sighed. “Erwell is being very tight-lipped. It’s suspicious, I’ll give you that.”

Leander laughed.

Char sighed. “I’ve been trying to get them to bring in more of us instead but that will take expediting their security clearance checks—“

“Interesting enough, those checks didn’t illuminate the fact that your husband was working on base,” her friend said.

“Or it’s just not a big deal.” Char scowled at her. “What are we, fourteen?”

Linc’s eyes dodged away uncomfortably.

“Yeah, you’re a Seth sycophant. Sorry, Linc.” Leander jabbed him with her elbow.

“Geez, Leander. I came here to get away from assholes, not to find another one,” Char said. “Anyway, Erwell will brief us tonight at 1900 hours. Be there or be square.”

“Should be fun,” Leander said, deadpan.

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The conference room was too small to fit both Char’s team and Erwell’s team and but they were in there anyway. Char escorted Venn, cuffed, into the midst of the standing-room only crowd and felt him freeze.

“Easy, there, Venn,” she said softly. “This circus is almost over.”

“What is a circus?” Venn whispered back.

“I’ll explain later,” she answered.

“All right, let’s quiet down,” Erwell called, even though they were all mostly quiet. She had a strange, skull-like grin on her face. “I’ll start going through the protocol.”

Char spotted Seth in the corner, leaning against the wall behind her team. She sidled Venn through the group to stand beside Seth and tucked herself in beside him.

She glanced over at Seth’s tight face and crossed arms. He met her gaze and gave her the barest hint of a smile.

“How are you holding up?” he whispered to her.

“I have a headache.” Her head ached from a potent combination of fatigue, noise, and caffeine.

“I’ll give you something after,” he said.

Erwell flicked on the projected display against the wall and began going through the protocol. They had a week, Alaska time, to complete the scouting mission. Venn’s calculations said that would equal nine and a half days in Kaa.

They’d be measuring everything from the oxygen percentage in the atmosphere to the force of gravity. They’d take samples of the water and every element and plant they could find and carry.

Conspicuously absent, any mention of the Na’odani. Char had brought this up with Erwell the first time she’d read the protocol documents at a table in the corner of the cafeteria.

“Your job will be to avoid them,” Erwell had said.

Char had blinked. “Avoid them? What if we can’t?”

“Avoid them at all costs,” Erwell said. “They’re peaceful. Venn said so. Just stick to taking samples.”

A pit had settled in Char’s stomach then.

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NEW RELEASE! An Agent for Brielle by Parker J. Cole

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A beautiful mathematician, a politician, and a murder case that isn’t what it appears to be…

Brielle Bradford arrives in Denver, Colorado for one purpose: end her two-year engagement to the prominent politician Matthias Blackburn. What she discovers is that Matthias has put away his political aspirations to fight crime the Pinkerton way. Still reeling from the news, she is enlisted as a temporary agent in order help solve a murder case. The only problem: she has to marry Matthias.

Matthias has never gotten over Brielle’s betrayal. Her reluctance to be his wife baffles him when he knows she loves him as much as he loves her. Yet, marriage to Brielle is what he wants and he’ll take it anyway he can, even if its a marriage of convenience for the sake of a murder case.

Further testing the couple is a suspect whose enigmatic intelligence and attractiveness lures Brielle away from the case. But Matthias won’t give up until they find their suspect and nor will he give up Brielle without a fight.

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Tonight on the Write Stuff — Moonshine Mage with John Stacy Worth

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Can a Moonshiner save the Multiverse?

A scoundrel with a heart of gold, Elijah Hatton wants revenge. Armed with a 12 gauge, an unpredictable flaming sword, and moonshine steeped in magic, he sets out to reclaim a kingdom.

But will it be enough?

Join me as I chat with John Stacey Worth and his new series. You can call in at 646-668-8485 and press 1 to be live on air. Or, download Stitcher on your mobile device. Follow us on iTunes. Or click on the link here: http://tobtr.com/11250627.

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Though John Stacy Worth may write from a Christian world view, as he once told his wife, “This ain’t your Mama’s Christian Fiction.”

His fiction is more like, “Did you ever wonder what a Behemoth was, and how you might kill it?” Or, more importantly, “What’s Leviathan taste like?”

And such crucial questions as, “Can a vampire get saved? What were the Nephilim really like? What happened to those Cherubim and that flaming sword guarding the entrance to Eden?”

John Stacy Worth has been writing and illustrating stories like these since he was old enough to trace comic books. He grew up in rural Georgia, reading every Tarzan novel he could get his hands on, then moved on to Asimov, Tolkien, Pratchett, Gaiman … you get the picture.

Since those days (way back in the twentieth century) it’s rumored he served in the U.S. Navy (14 countries and, some say, about every island in the Caribbean), spent a year undercover as a High School Science Teacher, then a Chemist for Merck Pharmaceuticals, and (according to certain sources) he’s now at a Nuclear Power Plant.

What’s known for sure is that he’s happily married, somewhere back in Georgia, with two awesome sons. He still likes to draw and make up stories, loves God, and talks about Jesus if you give him half a chance.

Of course his books are here on Amazon; He’s also rumored to promote his fiction at https://fictionworthreading.com/. And hey, if your mama is that rare and precious type that occasionally wonders, “What’s up with Nessie?” or “You know, I believe that Bigfoot critter might be real…”, send her his way.

This might be your mama’s Christian Fiction after all.

 

GUEST STORY SHARE — Bridger: A Dystopian Serial — Episode 11

Bridger is a dystopian serial story about Charlane, a disgraced career soldier leading a security team at a remote research facility. When Char encounters a humanoid creature who claims to come from another world, she sees a chance to save her career—and the dying earth.

Char, a strong, career-driven woman, is fighting to overcome crippling self-doubt after she lost everything in a military scandal. She’d given so much to that career, including her marriage. Now she is starting over. Char doesn’t know that her value as a person doesn’t change based on what she accomplishes. Can she accept the unconditional love of those who care for her?

Our social media and celebrity culture has placed enormous value on beauty, fitness, and lifestyle. Our work culture pressures women to continually rise up the ranks and press for better jobs. All of these are worthwhile things, but they are not markers of personal value. A person is valuable because of who they are, not what they produce.


Episode 11: Clearance

“Venn?”

Venn kept his eyes closed a moment longer. He leaned into his deep stretch, pushing his weight into his hands on the cool concrete floor. A deep ache settled into his hamstrings.

“Oh look,” a female voice said. “He’s working out.”

Venn straightened, and stood still as the blood rushed from his head. The healer and the taller, dark-skinned soldier woman stood in the open door. “Hello, healer Seth. Hello, soldier woman.”

“Ah, Mr. Venn, I love it when you call me that.” The female batted her eyelashes at him and laughed. “Let me know when you want out, doc.”

Seth stepped in and the woman closed the door. “Her name is Leander,” he said.

“Leander,” Venn repeated.

“I see you’ve rested from your expedition yesterday,” Seth said. He crossed his arms across his chest.

“I have.” Venn got up slowly. “I’m testing my strength.” His garments were drenched with sweat even from his simple stretches. He suspected he was at about half-strength yet, perhaps as strong as an ordinary citizen of the city of Eskalon.

“How does it feel?” Seth looked him up in down with his dark, cagey eyes.

“I’m not as strong as I was,” Venn said. “But also, Director Greta Erwell spoke to me for much time. I am tired.”

“I’m sure she did,” Seth said wryly. He smiled. “Let me look at your leg.”

Venn removed his pants and lay down on the bed.

Seth went through his usual ritual of draping the body-parts he didn’t need to see, then bent down to examine the wound on Venn’s thigh.

“It’s healing well,” he said, finally. “Very nearly shut.” He applied a lighter dressing, rearranged his draping, and moved to examine the wound in Venn’s belly.

“Does it hurt?” Seth asked as he squinted at it.

“It pulls,” Venn said. Lying down he could just see the healer’s serious face and creased brow out of the corner of his eye. “Any use of my abdominal muscle pulls at it.”

“No pain in your gut?”

“No,” Venn said.

Seth dressed this wound also, then straightened. Venn sat up and surveyed the healer’s drawn face.

“Something troubles you, Healer Seth.” Venn said.

Seth met his eyes frankly. “How did the director question you? About what?”

Everything. Venn smiled ruefully. He had kept very little hidden from the director—just Jezeen, the location of his people, and the portal to Na’o, and much about their culture. She wasn’t interested in their culture.

“Everything about the atmosphere and terrain of Kaa,” Venn answered. “It was difficult to translate much of it, for my research has been in the numbers and figures of my people.” He paused. “She says your world is dying.”

“It is dying.” Seth folded his arms and frowned at his feet.

“Why?” He had seen nothing of this world but the white ground and the few plants, which seemed dead. He’d smelled the fetid air and felt the world must be at very least sick.

“We’ve sucked the life out of it.” Seth’s lip curled. “I suppose your people get around that by sucking other worlds dry?”

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AGI: Part 3 — The Human Element — The Parker J. Cole

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In all this talk about AI — its superiority, its long reaching capabilities, and its possible eventual dominion, one has to ask themselves: What about the human element? Are we the game changer in this potential battle?

After all, would artificial intelligence be what it is without us? Can it ever be truly superior to we who are God-breathed? How about the aspects of ourselves that an artificial intelligent being will never have — is it something for us to brag about? With the rampant outpouring of nihilism, which is the teaching of nothingness and we have no significance, what does our Creator say?

Jeremiah 1:5:  Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations.

Perhaps the psalmist said it best when he decreed:

Psalms 139:14 “I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.”

Join me for an riveting discussion of the possible battle man and machine with RD Palmer, author and former technological professional. You can call in at 929-477-1965. Or, click on the link here: http://tobtr.com/s/11248329.

Tonight on the Write Stuff — Finding Amor with Allison K. Garcia

Escaping a violent and abusive environment, eight-year-old Emanuel Martinez attempts to cross through three countries to be with his mother, Ana, whom he hasn’t seen since he was a baby. When la migra catches him at the border and he’s thrown into an immigration center, his dreams for being a real family start to disappear.

Vowing never to be like her own mother who abandoned her and never looked back, Ana has worked for six years to get her son to the United States, Now Ana has to rely on her distant mother and her alcoholic boyfriend, Carlos, to finally get her son to her side so they can build a life together.

When Lauren Barrett agrees to help with the afterschool program, she soon realizes she’s bitten off more than she can chew. Growing up in an unsupportive home has made her insecure and vulnerable, plus suffering through years of infertility hasn’t helped matters. Yet she longs to do something meaningful with her life and wonders when that opportunity will come along. When a special young boy named Emanuel enters her life, he turns her worldview on its head.

As their lives intersect, will they help each other understand what family and love and home really mean?

Join me as I chat with author Alison Garcia and her book! You can call in at 646-668-8485 and press 1 to be live on air. Or, download Stitcher on your mobile device. Follow us on iTunes. Or, click on the link here: http://tobtr.com/s/11242365.

GUEST STORY SHARE — Bridger: A Dystopian Serial — Episode 10

Bridger is a dystopian serial story about Charlane, a disgraced career soldier leading a security team at a remote research facility. When Char encounters a humanoid creature who claims to come from another world, she sees a chance to save her career—and the dying earth.

Char, a strong, career-driven woman, is fighting to overcome crippling self-doubt after she lost everything in a military scandal. She’d given so much to that career, including her marriage. Now she is starting over. Char doesn’t know that her value as a person doesn’t change based on what she accomplishes. Can she accept the unconditional love of those who care for her?

Our social media and celebrity culture has placed enormous value on beauty, fitness, and lifestyle. Our work culture pressures women to continually rise up the ranks and press for better jobs. All of these are worthwhile things, but they are not markers of personal value. A person is valuable because of who they are, not what they produce.


Episode 10: I’ll Lead the Team

PG-13 for language

episode10“Venn,” Char said as she stood by the door of his cell, ready to lock him in. “Be honest with me.”

Venn nodded and raised his eyebrows.

“What do you expect will happen if we pass through that portal?” Char folded her arms and glanced back at Linc.

Venn exhaled gently. “We’ll have to travel along the top of the mountain ridge to avoid the Kaa. They are dangerous.”

“If we travel down the ridge, we can avoid these Kaa creatures?”

Venn nodded.

“What about your people?” Char asked. “How will they feel about visitors?”

Venn tilted his head. “My people are a peaceful people.”

Char glanced at Linc. “All right then.” She swung the door shut and locked it.

“How peaceful can they possibly be?” Seth straightened with a handful of trimming from the sage plants. “Their civilization seems to depend on conquering and colonizing other worlds.”

“Yeah, exactly.” Char ran her fingers through a short clump of lavender and sniffed her fingertips to catchy the spicy, woody scent.

“Erwell’s on it like a shark on blood,” Leander said behind her. “I’m not sure she’ll see it that way.”

Seth leaned against the metal garden bed and met her gaze. “Do you think she’ll get clearance to go through?”

“Yeah,” Leander said.

Char nodded. Caution was becoming more and more expensive as the years wore on. They’d thrown two million soldiers at the Russo-Chinese federation, after all, and what had that got them?

“I’d bet that if she does get clearance, using private security soldiers would help erase the paper trail if things didn’t go well,” Seth muttered. He tossed the leaves into a compost bin in the corner. “You do want to go through that portal, don’t you?”

“Hell yes!” Char burst out. She raked her lavender-scented hand through her hair. “Of course I do. I just don’t want to drag all my guys into a death trap.”

 

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