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It’s a second chance to share a small snippet of my current writing. Most weeks, I tie them back to my WIPpet Wednesday post, so reading both can give a deeper peek…
- Trip, T’Pol, and Star Trek: Enterprise belong to Paramount, even if Paramount has forgotten all about them.
- This is an extrapolated “missing scene” story, detailing some of what might have happened during the months’ long and scarcely shown return to Earth in S2E26 “The Expanse”. Spoilers for that episode.
Trip has gotten some very bad news from back home, and the ship is months away from Earth. Relieved of duty and out of options, he sees only one way to ease the pain – by getting good and drunk, and staying that way. I wrote this story for the Story a Day May Challenge, using the Second-Person POV prompt, which accounts for the unusual phrasing. I actually loved the way this story turned out (the POV was fanastic for a drunk scene!), but, if you don’t care for second-person, it might not be for you.
I’m offering ten sentences today, because the new rules let me! =D
You roll to your belly. But that only makes you feel sick, and you don’t want to sleep, anyway. “For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?”
Damned Shakespeare, too…gotta get out of here, get away, get unstuck. It’s the middle of the night; maybe you can slip into Engineering, just for a minute. If you can touch your engines, you’ll feel better. You’ll be home.
Awww, hell. Home. What kind of home was there now, after -?
Can Trip get unstuck? Will he make it to Engineering? Will he get sick? Will he dream?
For those who don’t want to wait for the next installment, here’s the current “Stuck in Space” arc:*
- Sticking Point: Trip, tormented by unanswerable questions and unimaginable loss, just wants to stay drunk.
- “My Flame, My Nectar”: T’Pol, unable to meditate and seeking solace, encounters someone who needs it more than she does. Can she help them both?
- Pillow Talk?: When the “comforting” veers into uncharted territory, conversation is – challenging, and fascinating.
*There may eventually be more stories in this arc.
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