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Everyone is familiar with the Big Bang theory. If you look at data showing how fast the Universe is expanding, you can extrapolate backwards and calculate that about 13.8 billion years ago the whole Universe was condensed into a single tiny … Continue reading
As you will recall from the previous installment, Lieutenant Brock Dalton has just woken up following an incapacitating accident, which has left him in absentia from the neck downwards. Now read on…. Major McGranite sat in his office, reading the … Continue reading
Following on from my previous article, and endeavoring to be as topical as possible, here is an extract from Intelligent Design; Book Two, which is currently in process. This scene leads on from What is Project American Quilt? * “OK, Major, he’s … Continue reading
Brock was alone in the dark. A soft Voice whispered, “The Creator is coming,” and then he was no longer alone. Before him was a spiral staircase, no, two spiral staircases intertwined, one black, the other white, rising high over … Continue reading
“If it ain’t red, white and blue, BLOW IT TO HELL!” Continued from part two. It was a two hundred metre walk from Hotel Capricorn to Club Frizzle, and a two hundred and twenty metre stagger home afterwards. As they … Continue reading
In which we get ready to strut our stuff on the dance floor and travel faster than light. Continued from part one. In the Security Department of the Intelligent Design industrial complex on Caelestis, one of the large offices had … Continue reading
For chapter one, click HERE. For chapter two, click HERE.
Thank you so much to everyone who has stopped by this blog, and A Very British Haiku, leaving comments, liking posts and showing support. I am hoping to self publish my 1st 2 novels around Easter-time, and I would be grateful … Continue reading
Tedford was feeling very sorry for himself. He had been summoned to Major Durle’s office, where he was met by an irate Major and even more irate Marci. The questions had come thick and fast; “Who designed those blasted toads?” … Continue reading