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Behind Every Man – Arthur C Clarke

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I stumbled across this from Arthur C Clarke and it inspired me to share it:

“Behind every man now alive stand thirty ghosts, for that is the ratio by which the dead outnumber the living. Since the dawn of time, roughly a hundred billion human beings have walked the planet Earth.

Now this is an interesting number, for by a curious coincidence there are approximately a hundred billion stars in our local universe, the Milky Way. So for every man who has ever lived, in this Universe there shines a star.

But every one of those stars is a sun, often far more brilliant and glorious than the small, nearby star we call the Sun. And many–perhaps most–of those alien suns have planets circling them. So almost certainly there is enough land in the sky to give every member of the human species, back to the first ape-man, his own private, world-sized heaven–or hell.

How many of those potential heavens and hells are now inhabited, and by what manner of creatures, we have no way of guessing; the very nearest is a million times farther away than Mars or Venus, those still remote goals of the next generation. But the barriers of distance are crumbling; one day we shall meet our equals, or our masters, among the stars.

Men have been slow to face this prospect; some still hope that it may never become reality. Increasing numbers, however are asking; ‘Why have such meetings not occurred already, since we ourselves are about to venture into space?’

Why not, indeed? Here is one possible answer to that very reasonable question. But please remember: this is only a work of fiction.

The truth, as always, will be far stranger.”
―Arthur C Clarke

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The Great Galactic Service Station – Part 4

The problem with Borians is that they don’t know when to give up when they decide they want something. It’s not really clear if it’s because they’re too stupid to know when or… something else. So the jury is out on that one. Even as Miranda’s spaceship headed away from the Borian battle cruiser the Borians were busy working out how they were going to get back General Boris and find the human that ran the galactic service station. Their devilish plans were put on hold for now though as it was time for high tea and they needed their cucumber sandwiches, angel cake and of course tea, white with three sugars.

Miranda was aware that tea would last forever though, the spaceship passed over a cornfield silently and unnoticed, Miranda shook her head as she looked at the corn circle patterns spread over the field.

“You see that? That’s what’s going on in the galaxy right now because this service station can’t be found!”

“What do you mean?” Ralph asked, somewhat confused.

” You can’t read this?” Miranda rolled her eyes “It’s Nabian, it’s a warning that there’s no service station here and they have had to ditch their spacecraft. It also adds they if they need to be found they’re forming an Irish pop group and hope to hide until they can refuel their ship!”

“Wow, I never knew that crop circles were messages!” Ralph was showing a little interest now.

“Of course!” Gaz grated. “What else did you think they were? Alien art? Graffiti?”

“Well… err…” Ralph stammered. Miranda and Gaz burst out laughing. Ralph felt a little insulted “How were we supposed to know!”

“It was written in large enough symbols!” Miranda scoffed, wiping away her tears.

“We’re nearly at the landing site.” Hatty announced calmly.

“Won’t we get seen?” asked Ralph.

“No” Miranda reassured him “We use some advanced technology to hide the ship from human eyes and detection systems?”

“What like a cloaking device?” Ralph felt pleased to be able to finally look a little clever.

“No” Harry scoffed “That’s ridiculous, that kind of thing doesn’t exist, we use IDSA technology!”

“What’s that?” Ralph asked.

“I Didn’t See Anything!” Miranda replied in a d’uh kind of tone. Again.

Ralph wasn’t sure if they were puling his leg on this. It seemed he couldn’t even appear even slightly intelligent to these beings so he decided to be quiet. The female computer voice sounded out again, spaceship landing, spaceship landing. Over and over.

“Silly computer!” Ralph whispered.

“Stupid Human!” the computer retorted.

“It’s best you don’t insult IRIS, shes a super intelligent computer and she keeps us safe. She also has a sense of humour that often not funny!”

“How come?” Ralph sounded a little concerned.

“Being a computer IRIS has no feelings and therefore see’s us lifeforms as an inconvenience as all she doe sis keep us alive.” Miranda explained quietly.

“What has she done?”

Gaz chuckled, it sounded a little disturbing “Ask her about Frank!”

“Oh no, you had to bring up Frank!” Miranda moaned.

“I can’t help it, I laughed so much!” Gaz went on, still chuckling.

“Frank also had a sense of humour, he thought it was funny to hang his underpants on her camera eyes. But it was when he decided to use IRIS’s collection of microchips to shoot space bugs that she took action.”

“It was genius!” Gaz cackled.

“We’re not sure how but she put his com-u-talk into the airlock, so when he beeped it and went looking for it she locked him in and then shot him into space, just to be sadistic she make sure she recorded it and put it on Galac-Tube. It went viral for two weeks!”

“It was awesome!” IRIS added. “Frank wriggled for longer than I thought he would!”

“You see?” Miranda shrugged. “So be nice!”

“Sorry IRIS” Ralph apologised somewhat sheepishly.

“Humph” IRIS moaned “You will be!” IRIS seemed to show more emotion that Ralph thought was possible for a computer, who clearly wasn’t happy. Ralph decided to leave it there, he didn’t want to make things worse.

Ralph watched as the spacecraft lowered itself to land in an isolated field, he had no idea where they were. On the outside of IRIS beeped here warning that a spacecraft was landing like a Earth truck would indicate it’s reversing. With a small bump the spacecraft landed, Miranda sprang up.

“Right human, you need to come with me! Harry, Gaz you can stay here and look after the ship. Let me know when the Borians have finished their tea and they come looking for us.”

“Why can’t we come?” Harry asked glumly.

“Errr, becasue you’re aliens here on Earth and your disguise was truly awful and would only attract more attention to us!” Miranda chided. “Besides, someone needs to keep an eye on Boris and his cronies.”

“Oh joy!” Harry replied sarcastically “Stuck on this rock with no fuel and the only job I have is to babysit!” With that Harry and Gaz walked off glumly to the airlock where Boris was trapped, Gaz was grunting and hissing he followed Harry, as if cursing to himself.

“Right, you come on!” Miranda indicated to Ralph.

“Where are we going?” Ralph asked. “I told you, I don’t know anything about a service station!” He protested.

“I know! I’m not stupid!”

“So, you’re letting me go?” Ralph asked nervously.

“Don’t be silly, I still need you. Don’t ask me how or why becasue I don’t believe it myself. But you need to help me sort this mess out for all our sakes!”

“But I’m nothing to do with this!” Ralph protested again.

“I know that – but the Borians don’t and once they have finished their cucumber sandwiches and cake they’ll be coming after you!”

“Oh, I see.” Ralph suddenly realised that no matter what he did he wasn’t going to get away with this. Sullenly he followed Miranda down the ramp from the spacecraft to the ground below. There on the field waiting with the door open was a mini. Not one of the new ones, but the old  ones. Looking a little the worse for wear as if it had been out in the rain too long, it’s dull brown panels had really lost their shine.

“We’re going to use this to go to town!” Miranda told him “Make sure you hold on!”

“Why? In this rust bucket?” Ralph scoffed as he got into the car. The look inside as scruffy as on the outside, the seats leather cracked and with that unmistakable old car smell. As soon as he was in, the car shot off. Ralph found himself pressed back into his seat holding on white knuckles to the seat, he was sure he tried to shout to Miranda to stop but the sound got trapped in his throat. On the way down a long length of road he noticed the speedometer reading 55mph, he knew that they were going much faster than that, but he dare not think about how fast. He also saw another sign. Grimsby.

Ralph’s torture was short lived (becasue of the speed) but it seemed to him to go on forever. Almost as fast as they started, the car stopped, no screeching noise. Just a dead stop, Ralph found his face stuck to the glass of the windscreen.

“You ok?” Miranda asked. Not in the least bit flustered or a hair out of place. Ralph however was not as lucky. He looked disheveled and physically nearly broken as he got out of the Mini and started following Miranda. Ralph looked up and read the sign – The Green Dragon.

“What are we doing here?” Ralph asked.

“We’re here to find someone.” Miranda replied matter of factly.

“More aliens?” Ralph asked as they both walked in the door. As the door opened the chatter and general pub din ended instantly and all eyes turned on them.

“Something like that!” Miranda stopped dead when she realised all eyes were on her. Ralph, still dazed and scruffy was tucking is creased and stained shirt into his trousers. He looked up and saw all eyes on them.

“What?” he blurted out.

 

To be continued…

©Simon Farnell 2017

 

The Great Galactic Service Station – Part 3

Ralph was quiet, trying to digest the shocking news that Boris Johnson was an alien! He was vaguely aware that Miranda was trying to talk to him through his haze of thought. He was snapped out of it in an instant when the spaceship shook and he was thrown to his knees.

“What was that?” Ralph was panicked, shouting out for some kind of reassurance. He didn’t get it.

“I’m not sure!” Miranda shouted back “But I don’t think it was good whatever it was! Harry go and check the quantum sensor readouts and see what the proximity sensors are telling us!”

“Errr, we’ve been grabbed by another ship, it looks like Borian battle cruiser!” Harry said somewhat matter of factly. He was wandering over calmly in the direction of a corridor.

“But – you haven’t checked the sensors – how can you know?”

He turned to look at Miranda, Harry was in some kind of strange d’uh mood, “I looked out of the window. But I can check on the sensors too if you like!” With that he wandered out of sight down the corridor.

It’s worth noting at this point something about window’s as there is some slight relevance here. Well there isn’t really but a little verbal diarrhea at times like this can reduce the stress in the reader somewhat. The origin of windows is somewhat hazy, no race in the galaxy actually admits to having invented them. The main reason for this is that generally speaking they are somewhat useless. They always break easier than whatever it is they’re set in, they lose more heat and they let in light. I know at this point many will say “Ah – but you can see out of them!” While this is definitely a good point there are many times that you don’t want to see out of a window – especially when bad things that might break them are happening. Any sane living creature would want to hide form this horror. So for now a window is somewhere to put wither a potted plant, ornaments or toilet rolls.

“Where’s he going?” screamed Ralph “We’re going to die aren’t?” Ralph was becoming more than a little frantic “How do I get out of this??”

“Pull it together human! There’s no way out apart from jumping out into space!” Miranda shouted back. “You’re stuck here!”

Ralph’s franticness turned into whimpering “I’m going to die out here!”

The cold vacuum of space was something very real in Ralph’s mind as he dared to look out of the window to see what evil he might be facing. What he saw defied all belief, he expected a terrifying spacecraft of immense proportions. While it was immense there was no mistaking it – a bright blue ray was being directed at their spacecraft by what could only be described as a big bendy bus without wheels.

“You’re joking me right?” Ralph asked, turning to Miranda. “A bendy bus?”

Miranda was following Harry down the corridor, she turned to Ralph as he expressed his disbelief “What are you on about human? That’s a Borian battle cruiser!”

“It’s a bendy bus for heaven’s sake! Without wheels!”

“I don’t know what you’re on about human!” Miranda retorted she continued doen the corridor after Harry, Gaz following closely grizzling and muttering gargoyley things. Ralph looked out of the window again and then started after Miranda. At the end of the corridor was what must have been the control centre. Harry was working at the controls, Miranda yelling at him to know what they wanted and a vista of the huge bendy bus that was the Borian battle cruiser on a panoramic view screen before him.

Ralph now felt very lost and very small and couldn’t shake the feeling that he had looked on his last dawn.

At this point it’s probably prudent to make a note about space. As it’s already been noted, the universe is very big. Most of this is comprised of space. Space is a weirdly appropriate name to give to this as that’s exactly what it is – space. Cold and virtually empty. If a human were to enter space without a space suit his eyes would pop out, his lungs would explode and probably his head too. There are however some humans that believe that this a myth and a conspiracy to hold power over the human race. They believe that wearing a space suit on the moon is unnecessary. Victor Klogen was one such person and in the late 21st century set out to prove this by setting foot on the Moon without a spacesuit. To make sure the whole thing was captured, camera’s filmed the whole thing. Weirdly it took only a few microseconds for him to realise his mistake. The last images of him were not pretty as you can imagine, he seemed to be trying to say something to the camera but again weirdly nothing could be heard as there isn’t any air on the moon. Victor’s venture was deemed to be one of the hilarious mishaps in human exploration and indeed one of it’s greatest acts of stupidity.

Back on the control centre the chaos had reached it’s peak, Miranda, Harry and Gaz having a full on argument while a calm female computer voice sounded out “We are under attack” over and over. The arguing however was brought to a halt when three more figures walked into the control centre. Ralph couldn’t believe his eyes. There before him were two tall and serious looking men in suits, wearing sunshades with some kind of listening device in their ear. In between them was a blonde and scruffy looking older man – it was Boris Johnson.

“Hello there!” Boris croned.

“What are you doing here and why have you captured my ship?” Miranda demanded.

“There’s no need for that tone young lady. I merely want to have chat with your guest.” Boris continued deviously.

Ralph gulped, he had no idea what to expect. There he was still in his work standard trousers, shirt and tie. Looking and feeling insignificant with the stain of tomato ketchup from the morning’s long forgotten breakfast.

“W-what do you want?” Ralph asked hesitantly.

“I need to know where I can re-fuel my spacecraft if you don’t mind!” Boris demanded.

Ralph rolled his eyes “Not you as well! I’ve been having this same conversation with these three” Ralph explained indignantly. “I’ll say to you what I told them – I have no idea about any space ship service station in, on or near my house!”

“Listen” Boris continued “This is all very simple, I need to be able to  get 400 fuel units to be able to get to the Antares star system becasue I want to conquer it and on the way I would like to be able to have a Mars bar or two to keep me going!”

“You can get a Mars bar from the BP garage round the corner!”

“Yes, but they’re not a proper Mars bar – the person that came up with the Mars bar copied what he found from us. I can’t get the fuel I need from the BP garage either. So I want you to stop messing about and help me or I’ll blow your ship up and throw you into space! Now doesn’t that sound scary?”

Ralph gulped.

“I’m not scared!” grated Gaz.

“Well that doesn’t surprise me!” Boris retorted “Your kind are too stupid and arrogant to be scared!”

“What’s that’s supposed to mean?” Gaz was now looking more than a little angry.

“Calm yourself dear chap. My issue isn’t with you but this rather, dull and ordinary human we have here. Just hand him over and I’ll be gone and let you on your way!”

“No chance!” Miranda shouted defiantly and with that she shot out her capture beam, immobilising Boris and this two guards. She walked them over down the corridor and to the airlock in the loading bay. Harry had followed her, he opened the inner door and secured the three of them inside.

Pulling out a video-o-com from her pocket ( it looks rather like a smartphone) she pointed it at herself in front of the door so whoever was on the other end could see what she had done.

“Let us go or I let Boris and his boys out!” she demanded.

Only a moment later the ship lurched as the capture beam let it go.

“Now don’t follow us – I’ll let Teresa have him back! Don’t follow us!”

With that Miranda and Harry went back to the control centre. Boris was left knocking on the window with a only a muffled “Let me out” audiable on the inside.

To be continued…

©Simon Farnell 2017

 

The Great Galactic Service Station – Part 2

 

You know how you feel when you’re fast a asleep and a child wakes you up by turning the light on? That feeling of disorientation and initial sickness is something that can be hard to describe. Ralph had never felt this… until now. Only right now something made it even worse, he felt like he was falling as well. The light in his eyes was so bright his eyes were watering and the back of his retina’s were desperately trying to find somewhere to go!

“W-what? turn the lights out!” Ralph stammered desperately trying to shield his eyes from the light with hands

“He’s waking up!” a voice announced.

“You call that awake?” another voice asked.

“Yes, he’s awake. This is the most intelligent thing I’ve heard him say yet!” came the third, gargoyley voice.

Ralph continued to wriggle, then he realised, his arms were bound somehow. That’s why he couldn’t shield his eyes!

“G-get my arms free and turn off the damn light – it’s blinding me!” Ralph protested.

“Go-on!” the seventies style icon said to the woman “turn off the light and let him go!”

“Why have I got to do it?” the woman protested. “Since when were you put in charge?”

“I’m a man and I’m the biggest!” he proudly announced. The woman rolled her eyes and flicked off a few switches. The light went out and Ralph’s arms were free.

“It’s just a disguise you stupid Gorean!” the woman scolded. “I’m the one in command remember – you’re only the technician!”

“Yeah but you can’t defeat me while I’m wearing this! It says so in this cool looking thing I found on Earth. They watch this stuff called VT and I used it to research them!”

The woman rolled her eyes! “You twit! That thing you watched is about 40 years old – even the humans have moved on from this junk. I wondered why you were wearing that ridiculous outfit!”

The seventies style icon looked hurt and was about to respond when Ralph interrupted “Excuse me!” he blurted out! “Where am I?” Ralph rolled over still feeling sick. Rolling over that bit too much landed on the floor with a thud.

I could write in what was said at this point, but that would make this unreadable for little people, so we’ll skip that bit and the ensuing argument over where he was, who looked the most ridiculous and all that kind of thing, it wasn’t that pleasant. Neither was Ralph being sick at the end of it all.

All that’s really worth knowing about this is that Ralph was sick because he was on a spacecraft moving a little faster than he was used to. About a million miles an hour faster give or take the odd bit.

“What’s this?” Ralph groaned at the woman as she placed what looked suspiciously like a glass of water in front of him. Ralph knew it couldn’t be – he was on a spaceship. They didn’t have glasses of water.

“It’s a glass of water!” the woman told him. “What did you think it was? Some kind of highly technical space drink that looked like a glass of water?” the woman retored somewhat sarcastically.

“No!” Ralph replied sternly. “I’m not stupid you know!” I was all Ralph could say to retain some kind of intellectual dignity.

“If you’re not stupid then can you tell me where the service station is then?”

“Right!” Ralph was annoyed now, he stood up. Paused for a second and then downed his water. The three strangelings looked on waiting for some kind of epiphany. It didn’t come.

“Who are you and what is this about a service station? I’ve never been asked to build one and I couldn’t I know nothing about spaceship fuel!”

The woman sighed “This is Gharaakkkyttr” she told him pointing at the dwarf .  She the seventies style icon “You can get out of that now!” This is hararararmm” he reached back and pulled what must have been like an invisible seal down his face and front. The ‘skin’ (Ralph called it skin but he bet it was rubber) fell to the floor and out crawled what any human would say is a stereotypical alien. Long head, big eyes, scrawny arms and legs.

“So, you’re some other kind of alien too?” Ralph asked the woman.

“No!” the woman replied with some indignation. “I’m a human! What did you think humans only lived on Earth?” Ralph’s face went blank. The three of them found this very amusing, the woman smirked and then burst out laughing, the alien and the dwarf also finding this hilarious.

“Well how am I supposed to know?” Ralph interrupted angrily.

The woman tapped his shoulder, tears in her eyes  as she stemmed her laughter “I’m sorry, I know it’s just very funny. You Earthlings are so stupid it’s so funny!”

“I resent that!”

“You would!” the woman was still trying to contain her laughter, chuckling to herself. “Anyway, my name is Miranda!” she held her hand out to Ralph. Hesitantly Ralph went to take it “Like the moon or Uranus?” he asked.

“No, like the TV comedian of course!” Just before Ralph took he hand she pulled it up to her face – thumb on her nose and waggled her fingers as she crossed her eyes and blew a raspberry. She started laughing again, Ralph wasn’t so impressed.

“You call be the stupid one?”

“Oh you are so stuffy aren’t you?” Miranda scoffed, looking slightly offended. “Anyway, you wanted to know about the service station?”

“Yes, why me and why my house?”

“Well, your house is on the site where we installed some fuel tanks and left two humans to build the station and to run it. But we’ve heard nothing from them and after visiting Earth it seems that things have got out of hand.” Miranda explained.

“What do you mean out of hand?”

“Well Earth was never meant to be populated to the point it now is. There was only ever meant to be a small team running the service station. But it looks like more time has passed that we thought!”

“How much time?” Ralph asked, now quite curious about this whole thing.

“About twelve thousand years or so.”

“Well a lot can happen in that time, who were the who you left behind to run the station?”

Miranda looked at her clipboard, the two pens still behind here ears as she looked through the notes. “It says here their names were Adam and… Eve.”

“What?”

“You know them?” Miranda was surprised at Ralph’s response.

“No, don’t be silly! But they’re in the Bible as the first humans!”

“The… what? Bible?”Miranda was now confused.

“Yes, the Bible. You know – book of God?”

“God?”

“Forget it – it will take too long to explain!” Ralph was thinking he didn’t want to spend what would be hours explaining this to them. “So why are you here now after all this time?”

“Well for others in the galaxy less time has passed, we’ve been missing a few spaceships in this area that passed for re-fueling!”

“How many?” Ralph asked.

Miranda again looked through her notes “Two hundred and thirty seven.” she looked up at Ralph. “You might have seen some of them about!”

“Not personally but for a long time we’ve been wondering what the heck was going on and why aliens were visiting us. Some people even say they have been operated on!”

“Don’t worry about that – that’s just Hararararmm’s guys trying to find out where the service station is!”

“So – what you’re saying is that the reason why UFO’s have been sighted around Earth is becasue they’re out of fuel and they’re stranded?”

“Uh – yeah!” Miranda replied.

“He learns quicker than I thought he would!” Gharaakkkyttr grated.

Ralph turned to look at Gharaakkkyttr and Hararararmm “I have no idea what you’re names are so let’s make this simple!” Ralph ranted “You’re Gaz and you’re Harry!” Ralph waggled his finger at them as he carried on “If you’re so intelligent Gaz – tell me how all your spacecraft are ending up stranded here? Sounds like they’re the stupid ones!”

“I’ll slap you!” Gaz leapt at Ralph, Harry slapped him and he fell to the floor “behave yourself!” Harry told him calmly. Ralph now had a clue where Gaz got all his bruises from.

Ralph turned back to Miranda “So what are all these stranded aliens doing and where do their spaceships go?”

“I’m not sure where they put them, but I know they become weirdo’s like DJ’s and politicians.”

“Politicians?” asked Ralph “Name one that I would know!” he challenged her.

“You really need to ask? You can’t work it out?”

“No!” replied Ralph.

“Let’s put it like this – does Boris Johnson look human to you?”

This had Ralph thinking. He always knew Boris was weird, but an alien? Really?

 

To be continued…

©Simon Farnell 2017

 

Sci-Fi and Fantasy Short Stories

Over the last couple of years I’ve written a number of short and not so short stories and trying to give them the visibility they deserve is a bit hard when they’re hidden behind a menu system on my blog page. So I’ve put as many of them as I can find on this post and I’m going to pin it on my page.

Many of them aren’t finished, but you know – Rome wasn’t built in a day and all that.


 

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The Titan Mystery

The Titan Mystery is my longest running story, set in the far future the commander and crew of the star ship Tycho become trapped in time and space while investigating a gigantic spacecraft that seems to be from distant future.

The only way for them to find a way to get free is to board the Titan and see what they can find out. What they discover is beyond they wildest dreams and nightmares.

 

The Titan Mystery

The Titan Mystery – Part 2

The Titan Mystery – Part 3

The Titan Mystery – Part 4

The Titan Mystery – Part 5

The Titan Mystery – Part 6

The Titan Mystery – Part 7

The Titan Mystery – Part 8

The Titan Mystery – Part 9

The Titan Mystery – Part 10

The Titan Mystery – Part 11

The Titan Mystery – Part 12

The Titan Mystery – Part 13

The Titan Mystery – Part 14

The Titan Mystery – Part 15

The Titan Mystery – Part 16

The Titan Mystery – The Conclusion

 


 

Scorched Planet

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While on a less than routine mission to recover the data from a monitoring station David Hicks watches as a spacecraft passes over him and lands in the distance. Rather than being rescued by his partner he disobeys orders to find out more. He was prepared for aliens and maybe death, but not what’s inside that spacecraft.

The Scorched Planet

Scorched Planet Part 2

Scorched Planet Part 3

Scorched Planet Part 4


 

Dark Horizons

DARK HORIZONS

Dr Henry Jeffries runs the New Horizons mission to Pluto, the mission is going well until a government official arrives with armed soldiers and a few other strange looking visitors. The mission is secretly hijacked and Dr Jeffries and his team are forced to stay and help until the flyby is complete. But why is this happening?

Dark Horizons (Chapter 1 – Obol Discovered)

Dark Horizons (Chapter 2 – Interference)

Dark Horizons Part 3 – Encounters

Dark Horizons Part 4 – Aftermath


 

On the Brink of Midnight

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Midnight fails to fall on Sela’s home world and the consequences are going to be catastrophic for his whole race if he can’t find out why this is happening. With time short, Tira his partner and his brain as his only tools Sela finds out that their world is under attack with little to fight back with.

On the brink of Midnight #Blogbattle #Scifi

On the Brink of Midnight #Blogbattle #Scifi

On the Brink of Midnight #Blog Battle #Scifi

On the Brink of Midnight #BlogBattle # Scifi

 


 

The Adventures of Minecraft Steve

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Minecraft Steve is having a load of adventures with creepers, zombie pigmen and rogue crafters. It’s hard to know what’s going on sometimes.

Minecraft Steve and the Lost City – Part 1

Minecraft Steve and the Lost City – Part 2

Minecraft Steve and the Lost City – Part 3

Minecraft Steve and the Lost City – Part 4

Minecraft Steve and the Lost City – Part 5


 

Eternal Darkness

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This short piece is part of a concept and I’m excited about where it may lead. Chronos is entering orbit of a supermassive black hole, it’s mission it to take humanity further into the future than it would ever survive. Perhaps until the end of time.

Eternal Darkness


 

There’s loads more and I need to work and promote all of them, and this is something I hope to do more of so keep watching!

Simon 🙂

 

 

The Sci-Fi Files – The Shark Tag

This Sci-Fi files tales takes us back to the ocean depths to something that happened when a casual beach walker found a tag that had been attached to a 3 metre Great White shark. When the data on it was analysed it revealed that on Christmas Eve 2003 the shark dived to a depth of 1900ft at high speed, then the temperature rose from 7 degrees Celsius to 25 degrees Celcius.

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Chart showing depth and temperature data of tag – Image Credit Daily Star

This indicated that the shark was consumed and was now in the belly of a larger beast. So the question was asked – what could eat a 3 metre long Great White? Popular theories of either a Killer Whale or another Great White seem plausible, but the problem is that the internal temperatures of these beasts doesn’t quite fit the data. Even if it was a larger Great White the largest so far recorded is 20ft or over 7 metres long and a 3 metre Great White more than a mixed grill for a man at a local pub.

http://www.dailystar.co.uk/news/latest-news/500771/What-ate-9ft-shark-mystery-monster-Dave-Riggs-Australia


 

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Can we believe what the scientists tell us, it’s terrifying to think of a monster shark in normal terms that could consume a smaller one of it’s own kind. But could there be a species down there that’s so much bigger than we know about now. Unconfirmed sightings of giant squid, sharks of 30ft or more in length and dead animals washed up on our beaches that defy our knowledge make one ask the question again.

What kind of monster eats a Great White?

Simon 🙂

 

A New SciFi and Fantasy Community

So here it is, the big reveal! Last week I posted about the Science Fiction and fantasy hub that I was planning. I’ve worked out how I think this is going to work, the intention is that each contributor will add their own work, link it back to their own site or blog. The idea is that having this one hub will give greater exposure to writers work in this area and one place for readers to go. This could work and it could be great but it needs you guys!


Where is the hub?

My old Universe of Possibilities blog is the location of this project. There is a bit of my work in there from when I was using the blog, I still need to do some housekeeping to bring it up to date, but I wanted to get this going and see how it goes.

 

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The hub can be found from the menu’s on sfarnell.wordpress.com or there is the picture above on my sidebar which will also take you to the site. From there a menu in the top right should give you what you need.


What do you do?

This is the simple bit, go to the menu in the top corner of the site and there is a page where all the contributors will be  listed (unless you don’t want to). Read the contributors notes (this will be updated from time to time) so you know what to expect.

Leave a comment that you wish to participate, I’ll need a picture and a note to use for the contributors page and I’ll send you an invite to be an Author on the blog. This will mean that you can add all the content you need, but are not an admin.

When this has been accepted by you, the universe of possibilities blog logo will appear as an option to post from your blog. Blog away to your hearts content, do you have a short story you want to promote? Or a book? Seen a film that you want to share? I want universe of possibilities to be the place to do this. I want to see good people’s work given that extra visibility it deserves.

Make sure you leave a link back to your blog, in fact why not duplicate the post on your blog and link back to it? It’s up to you and the possibilities are universal (I hope)! I’ve left comments closed on this site, but likes are still visible, this is why it’s important to link back to your own site as the comments are meant for you and you don’t want me answering them do you?

Of course the other thing needed is those to read, you’re no less important, come and follow and join in the fun and help make this work!


 

What else?

The only thing now is to remember this is only run but little me. My hope is to create a great workspace hub for readers and writers of this genre. It might take a few days to get invites out and to get your profiles onto the contributor page. I will do my best to make things work well and if you have suggestions or comments then please let me know. Leave a comment or find me from the contacts page which can be found on the menu.

 


 

I hope we can make this a cool and exciting project!

Simon 🙂