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Exactly a Handful #mfrwhooks

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Another hook from Constellation XXI, my latest sci-fi romance.

Sienna Dukelsky is a tugship pilot whose job is to guide incoming spaceships to a safe harbor at the space station orbiting her home world. She has just contacted her first-ever incoming ship — which is why she’s a ‘Cherry’ at the job — and it’s piloted by none other than Crispin Hunt, her first and best lover from years ago. Here she discusses him with Marine Sergeant Scheherazade Vallant.

From up close, the sweet, metallic smell of outer space wafted off the marine’s black bio suit. “If you aced all your flying tests, why’d you choose the Tugship Service?”

Sienna had been asked that many times before, though never with such vehemence. “I want to keep my home safe. It’s important work.”[image error]

“Gee-damned right. But people like you think it’s boring.”

Sienna’s heartbeat raced and her arm muscles tightened. “People like me?”

“Youngsters at the top of their classes are too plarking stuck up to choose the Service. They want the glamorous jobs. They want adventure, want to see the galaxy.” Vallant made a rude noise. “We’ve sure as Hades never had a Dukelsky grace us with her lofty presence. So I’m going to watch you real close, Cherry. I’ll find out what you’re hiding.”

“That’s Captain Cherry to you,” Sienna said with what she hoped was a disarming smile.

The marine refused to disarm. She pulled open the front of her bio suit, revealing a swath of flesh from neck to navel. An ugly scar zigzagged underneath her breasts as though to underscore their massive maturity compared to Sienna’s petite youth.

Exactly a handful, Crispin had said, as though they were made for me and me alone.

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Constellation XXI

Rediscovering Love at the Worst Possible Time

[image error]Although Sienna Dukelsky had been the most promising student pilot at Keening AstroSpace Academy, she inexplicably settles for a routine, unglamorous job guiding incoming spaceships to safe berths at Farflung Space Station. Rumors blamed her startling decision on heartbreak after Crispin Hunt, the love of her life, got expelled.

Approaching Farflung years several later, Crispin’s freighter is met by Sienna’s tugship. Love rekindles, though dampened by old betrayals. And when her ship loses power while aimed straight at the space station, Sienna must confront astonishing secrets about Crispin and his cargo—secrets that make hers the most important job in the galaxy.

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Effing Feline naps #wewriwa

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I, Effing Feline, have an extremely long attention span — for a cat, that is — and right now I’m concentrating hard at being literary so I can choose another snippet for your Ed-fication. (See what I did there?) I want each snippet to be the best I can possibly find, so —

Uh, excuse me. Gotta be litterary, rather than literary. . . . . . . . . .

I’m back! Let’s see, I was talking about cat food, right? Yummie stuff, especially the . . .

Not cat food, you say? Instead, today’s snippet from Ed’s newest sci fi rom, Constellation XXI? Well, if you insist.

I’m bored, so I’ll pounce ahead a chapter. Sienna captains a tugship (outer space’s answer to a tugboat) and has matched speed with an incoming ship captained by Crispin Hunt, her first and best lover. (FYI, Sergeant Vallant calls Sienna “Cherry” because this is her first solo flight.)

And then there was nothing more to do except wait for her airlock to open for the traditional salute to the other ship’s captain. Who happened to be Crispin . . . her Crispin.

No, no, no; remember to call him Captain Hunt.

Sienna disengaged all connections to her command chair, removed her helmet, slipped on her uniform jacket and beret, tapped panel Aft L4 so it simulated a mirror, adjusted her beret, and then shimmied up the ladder in the shaft leading to external lock number two.

Sergeant Vallant was already there, standing at parade rest. “Your beret’s crooked, Cherry.”

“It can’t be, I just–” Sienna turned to the brushed metal airlock door and tried to glimpse her reflection. While she was fumbling with the beret, Vallant slapped a panel to open the door. The marine was either a prankster or sadistic, because Crispin’s first sight of her after six years was her armpit.

Effing Feline here again. Speaking of armpits, isn’t salmon cat food great? Uh, I was talking about cat food wasn’t I? No? Maybe catnip — or catnaps. Yeah, that was it. Nap time!

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(Ed here. While Effing naps, be sure to check out the other great writers in Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday. But do it quietly so you don’t wake him!)

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Constellation XXI

Rediscovering Love at the Worst Possible Time

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Although Sienna Dukelsky had been the most promising student pilot at Keening AstroSpace Academy, she inexplicably settles for a routine, unglamorous job guiding incoming spaceships to safe berths at Farflung Space Station. Rumors blamed her startling decision on heartbreak after Crispin Hunt, the love of her life, got expelled.

Approaching Farflung years several later, Crispin’s freighter is met by Sienna’s tugship. Love rekindles, though dampened by old betrayals. And when her ship loses power while aimed straight at the space station, Sienna must confront astonishing secrets about Crispin and his cargo—secrets that make hers the most important job in the galaxy.

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Was he any good? #mfrwhooks

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Another hook from Constellation XXI., my just-released sci-fi romance. Today, the meet cute.

Sienna Dukelsky is a tugship pilot whose job is to guide incoming spaceships to a safe harbor at the space station orbiting her home world. She has just contacted an incoming ship — piloted by none other than Crispin Hunt, her first-ever lover. Here she discusses him and his ship with Marine Sergeant Vallant.

Crispin Hunt was approaching. That didn’t help her to breathe, either, yet somehow Sienna’s lungs filled and her voice worked.

“The Slowfreight’s ID dawdled,” she said.

Had Crispin turned off his ship’s automatic identification for some nefarious reason? She didn’t bother to voice the speculation. Vallant was paranoid enough to jump to the same conclusion.

“But when they broadcast,” she continued, “the ship checked out. Constellation XXI is registered at Port Twist on one of the border worlds. The cargo is a shipment of exotic animals for sale to the highest bidder. The owner, captain, and sole crew is Crispin Tanzer-Ndeki Hunt.”

Sienna flexed her hand, still sore from slamming the dashboard dangerously close to the weapons button. She wasn’t sure she’d done the right thing by not launching missiles, except for all the paperwork it would entail.

[image error]“Should’ve nuked him for turning off his automatics,” Vallant said as though reading Sienna’s mind. The marine’s eyes narrowed as she shot a suspicious glance. “Why the plark didn’t you?”

Sienna had rehearsed this answer. “I know him. Knew him, that is. He was a year ahead of me at Keening AstroSpace Academy.”

The marine made a face as she shook her head, reluctantly acknowledging that knowing someone might be a good enough reason not to kill them. “He any good?”

Sienna hadn’t rehearsed this one. Her face heated as traitorous memories lit a fire in her nethers. Oh yes, he was good.

“Uh, you mean as a pilot? I don’t know. He…” A different memory doused the fire and spurred Sienna’s heart to a gallop. “He got kicked out.” She swallowed hard. “For cheating.”

Be sure to check out the hooks by other great writers in the Book Hooks blog hop.

Constellation XXI

Rediscovering Love at the Worst Possible Time

[image error]Although Sienna Dukelsky had been the most promising student pilot at Keening AstroSpace Academy, she inexplicably settles for a routine, unglamorous job guiding incoming spaceships to safe berths at Farflung Space Station. Rumors blamed her startling decision on heartbreak after Crispin Hunt, the love of her life, got expelled.

Approaching Farflung years several later, Crispin’s freighter is met by Sienna’s tugship. Love rekindles, though dampened by old betrayals. And when her ship loses power while aimed straight at the space station, Sienna must confront astonishing secrets about Crispin and his cargo—secrets that make hers the most important job in the galaxy.

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Effing Feline, astronaut! #wewriwa

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I, Effing Feline, like my pet human’s stories about outer space — but wouldn’t they be astronomically better with feline heroes and heroines? Just imagine!

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Today’s snippet from Constellation XXI continues picks up shortly after last week’s. After positioning her tugship to intercept any spaceships coming in through her sector, she looks at family pictures to remind herself what’s at stake in her job.

Then she waits.

After another painstaking double-check of all systems, Sienna the cat reclined her command chair — step one of the trance procedure — and then followed the other eight steps involved in entering the high-alert repose that would allow her to function for seven days.

Boredom and routine were good. Boredom and routine were her friends. But as Sienna the puddytat drifted through clouds of cotton candy into the cozy depths of trance, she wished something exciting would happen so she could convince the doubters — including, she was annoyed to discover, herself — that she was worthy of one of the most exacting and underappreciated piloting jobs in the galaxy.

* * *

The visor of Sienna’s the puddingtat’s flight helmet cycled from jade to burgundy and back in a soft, ever-brighter rhythm that nudged her out of trance.

Incoming ship!

She jerked straight in her command chair even before it was fully upright. Gravitational-wave sensor eight displayed an insignificant dot, but when she magnified it to maximum, the dot grew a short tail that wiggled like a stringfish tadpole. Sienna thought the command to turn on the communication channel to Rampart-G space station cat house, her ‘home’ during this six-month tour of duty, so she could report the approaching ship.

Effing Feline here again. My edits make this a much better story. You agree, of course — don’t you? Before you answer, remember my claws!

Be sure to check out the other great writers in Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.

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Constellation XXI

Rediscovering Love at the Worst Possible Time

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Although Sienna Dukelsky had been the most promising student pilot at Keening AstroSpace Academy, she inexplicably settles for a routine, unglamorous job guiding incoming spaceships to safe berths at Farflung Space Station. Rumors blamed her startling decision on heartbreak after Crispin Hunt, the love of her life, got expelled.

Approaching Farflung years several later, Crispin’s freighter is met by Sienna’s tugship. Love rekindles, though dampened by old betrayals. And when her ship loses power while aimed straight at the space station, Sienna must confront astonishing secrets about Crispin and his cargo—secrets that make hers the most important job in the galaxy.

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Evening Star? #mfrwhooks

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Another hook from Constellation XXI., my just-released sci-fi romance. Today, the meet cute.

Sienna Dukelsky is a tugship pilot whose job is to guide incoming spaceships to a safe harbor at the space station orbiting her home world. She has just spied her first incoming ship — but it doesn’t respond to her calls.

A silent ship might be damaged, in which case she must wait and render assistance. However, given the perilous political situation, silence might also indicate a Proximanian invader. In those cases, she must fire her missiles an instant before she herself was nuked, which she surely would be.

And because each case was different, neither procedures nor checklists could tell her how long to wait before firing. She was on her own.

She readied her weapon systems and targeted six torpedoes on the incoming ship. She stretched her palm over the dreaded purple button, ready to slap down at any provocation. She’d give the ship thirty seconds to respond.

Ten seconds. Her hand didn’t tremble. Very professional.

Fifteen. Sweat ran into her eye.

Twenty. Her thumb started to shake.

“Come on, you plarking jerk. Respond!”

The comm unit crackled to life. “That you, Evening Star?”

Evening Star?

Evening Star!

Her full name was Sienna Vesper Dukelsky. In one of Earth’s ancient languages, Vesper meant evening star, but nobody had ever called her that, except for—

“Chip?”

Oh gods. She’d spoken his name.

“The vastly same man, love,” Crispin Hunt said in a teasing voice that hadn’t changed in six years. Six years in which she’d changed completely. Six years in which she’d yearned never to see him again, while dreaming she would.

“Thought I recognized that voice,” Crispin said. “Glad to see me, Evening Star?”

She balled her fist over the weapons button and slammed down as hard as she could.

Be sure to check out the hooks by other great writers in the Book Hooks blog hop.

Constellation XXI

Rediscovering Love at the Worst Possible Time

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When her tugship inexplicably loses power while aimed straight at her space station home, Sienna Dukelsky tries frantically to get her ship working in time. But can she cooperate with Crispin Hunt, a former lover she’d once betrayed, to find a way to regain control before the ship kills thousands?

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Effing Feline is a tulip #wewriwa

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I, Effing Feline, want wooden shoes.

[image error]Why, you ask? Because I learned that my cousin, Pamela Kaat, wears them. Her pet humans are Ed’s son and his girlfriend, who live in The Netherlands. Over there the law is that all cats must wear wooden shoes.

It’s true, I swear. Pamela told me so herself via Skype, and she wouldn’t lie to me.

Constellation XXI, has now been released. Today’s snippet continues from last week’s. It’s the calm before the storm, because we’ve flashed back to the very beginning of Sienna Dukelsky’s first solo mission. After positioning her tugship to intercept any spaceships coming in through her sector, she takes a moment to remind herself what’s at stake in her job.

Trying to anticipate what might go wrong, because if anything went wrong, her ship and her life were at risk, she double-checked diagnostics and scanned sensors manually.

“Step forty-one B,” Sienna whispered — because this step was her own, not the Intragalactic Traffic Control Guild’s. “Study the holos to remind yourself why you have to be perfect.”

She swiveled the chair to face the montage of holograms she’d affixed to the cover plate of storage compartment Portside-B9. At top left, mom and dad in healthier days, gazing at each other; Sienna yearned to make them proud while they still lived.

Top right: Cousin Duke and his wife, Sandrina, who were Farflung Station’s Security Chief and Assistant Stationmaster, respectively. They’d be dishonored if a rookie with the same last name screwed up.

Bottom: her brother and two sisters with arms outstretched to encompass Sienna’s four nieces and three nephews. All of them could die if she failed to keep an incoming ship on a precise course at a slow, safe docking speed. As she caressed each holographic cheek, wishing she felt warm skin instead of cool plastic, her fingertip lingered on seven-year-old Dani, who wanted to be a pilot like the aunt she idolized.

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Effing Feline here again. I want some wooden shoes of my own. According to Pamela, they’re like wearing your very own scratching post. Sounds wonderful!

I notice, though, that none of her pictures on her Instagram page show her wearing them. I wonder why that is. Any ideas?

Be sure to check out the other great writers in Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.

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Constellation XXI

Rediscovering Love at the Worst Possible Time

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Although Sienna Dukelsky had been the most promising student pilot at Keening AstroSpace Academy, she inexplicably settles for a routine, unglamorous job guiding incoming spaceships to safe berths at Farflung Space Station. Rumors blamed her startling decision on heartbreak after Crispin Hunt, the love of her life, got expelled.

Approaching Farflung years several later, Crispin’s freighter is met by Sienna’s tugship. Love rekindles, though dampened by old betrayals. And when her ship loses power while aimed straight at the space station, Sienna must confront astonishing secrets about Crispin and his cargo—secrets that make hers the most important job in the galaxy.

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Free? Really? #mfrwauthor

Free? Really?

Looking for some great books to read this weekend? Let me draw your attention to a pair of giveaways from Prolific Works (aka the website formerly known as Instafreebie).

[image error]The Science Fiction Romance Giveaway includes my own award-winning novel, Escapee.

Catt Sayer just wants to survive.  The working-class fugitive delivers military supplies on a decrepit airship, but her hard-won livelihood vanishes when invaders overrun her harsh moon. Even worse, an idealistic, upper-class officer wants her to risk her life on a hopeless trek to attack enemy headquarters – manned by 10,000 soldiers.

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[image error]The Portals – First in series giveaway, sponsored by Australia’s Patty Jansen, whom some of you may know, features Alien Contact for Idiots, the first book in my science fiction series of the same name.

What’s a woman gonna do when she’s quarantined with an out-of-this-world alien?

After Ell Harmon, a take-charge Seattle biologist, makes first alien contact, she finds herself quarantined with a prince from the future. Is he the man of her dreams? Or a conqueror with unimaginable weapons? She’s about to find out. The hard way.

2018 Nebula Award Finalists, part 2

2018 Nebula Award Finalists



The Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America (SFWA, Inc.) is pleased to announce the nominees for the 54th Annual Nebula Awards, including the Ray Bradbury Award for Outstanding Dramatic Presentation, the Andre Norton Award for Outstanding Young Adult Science Fiction or Fantasy Book, and for the first time, the Nebula Award for Game Writing. The awards will be presented in Woodland Hills, CA at the Warner Center Marriott during a ceremony on the evening of May 18th.

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Yesterday you saw the finalists for best novel, novella, novelette, and short story. Today you get the rest of the finalists.

Game Writing

Black Mirror: Bandersnatch, Charlie Brooker (House of Tomorrow & Netflix)
The Road to Canterbury, Kate Heartfield  (Choice of Games)
God of War, Matt Sophos, Richard Zangrande Gaubert, Cory Barlog, Orion Walker, and Adam Dolin (Santa Monica Studio/Sony/Interactive Entertainment)
Rent-A-Vice, Natalia Theodoridou (Choice of Games)
The Martian Job, M. Darusha Wehm (Choice of Games)

The Ray Bradbury Award for Outstanding Dramatic Presentation

The Good Place: “Jeremy Bearimy”, Written by: Megan Amram
Black Panther, Written by: Ryan Coogler and Joe Robert Cole
A Quiet Place, Screenplay by: John Krasinski, Bryan Woods and Scott Beck
Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, Screenplay by: Phil Lord and Rodney Rothman
Dirty Computer, Written by: Janelle Monáe and Chuck Lightning
Sorry to Bother You, Written by: Boots Riley

The Andre Norton Award for Outstanding Young Adult Science Fiction or Fantasy Book

Children of Blood and Bone, Tomi Adeyemi (Henry Holt; Macmillan)
Aru Shah and the End of Time, Roshani Chokshi (Rick Riordan Presents)
A Light in the Dark, A.K. DuBoff (BDL)
Tess of the Road, Rachel Hartman (Random House)
Dread Nation, Justina Ireland (Balzer + Bray)
Peasprout Chen: Future Legend of Skate and Sword, Henry Lien (Henry Holt)

[image error] About SFWA, Inc.

The purpose of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America is to promote, advance, and support science fiction and fantasy writing in the United States and elsewhere, by educating and informing the general public and supporting and empowering science fiction and fantasy writers.

2018 Nebula Award Finalists, part 1

2018 Nebula Award Finalists



The Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America (SFWA, Inc.) is pleased to announce the nominees for the 54th Annual Nebula Awards, including the Ray Bradbury Award for Outstanding Dramatic Presentation, the Andre Norton Award for Outstanding Young Adult Science Fiction or Fantasy Book, and for the first time, the Nebula Award for Game Writing. The awards will be presented in Woodland Hills, CA at the Warner Center Marriott during a ceremony on the evening of May 18th.

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Here are the finalists for best novel, novella, novelette, and short story. Tomorrow you’ll get the rest of the finalists.

Novel

The Calculating Stars, Mary Robinette Kowal (Tor)
The Poppy War, R.F. Kuang (Harper Voyager US; Harper Voyager UK)
Blackfish City, Sam J. Miller (Ecco; Orbit UK)
Spinning Silver, Naomi Novik (Del Rey; Macmillan)
Witchmark, C.L. Polk (Tor.com Publishing)
Trail of Lightning, Rebecca Roanhorse (Saga)

Novella

Fire Ant, Jonathan P. Brazee (Semper Fi)
The Black God’s Drums, P. Djèlí Clark (Tor.com Publishing)
The Tea Master and the Detective, Aliette de Bodard (Subterranean)
Alice Payne Arrives, Kate Heartfield (Tor.com Publishing)
Gods, Monsters, and the Lucky Peach, Kelly Robson (Tor.com Publishing)
Artificial Condition, Martha Wells (Tor.com Publishing)

Novelette

The Only Harmless Great Thing, Brooke Bolander (Tor.com Publishing)
“The Last Banquet of Temporal Confections”, Tina Connolly (Tor.com 7/11/18)
“An Agent of Utopia”, Andy Duncan (An Agent of Utopia)
“The Substance of My Lives, the Accidents of Our Births”, José Pablo Iriarte (Lightspeed 1/18)
“The Rule of Three”, Lawrence M. Schoen (Future Science Fiction Digest 12/18)
“Messenger”, Yudhanjaya Wijeratne and R.R. Virdi (Expanding Universe, Volume 4)

Short Story

“Interview for the End of the World”, Rhett C. Bruno (Bridge Across the Stars)
“The Secret Lives of the Nine Negro Teeth of George Washington”, Phenderson Djèlí Clark (Fireside 2/18)
“Going Dark”, Richard Fox (Backblast Area Clear)
“And Yet”, A.T. Greenblatt (Uncanny 3-4/18)
“A Witch’s Guide to Escape: A Practical Compendium of Portal Fantasies”, Alix E. Harrow (Apex 2/6/18)
“The Court Magician”, Sarah Pinsker (Lightspeed 1/18)
and Adam Dolin (Santa Monica Studio/Sony/Interactive Entertainment)
Rent-A-Vice, Natalia Theodoridou (Choice of Games)
The Martian Job, M. Darusha Wehm (Choice of Games)

[image error] About SFWA, Inc.

The purpose of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America is to promote, advance, and support science fiction and fantasy writing in the United States and elsewhere, by educating and informing the general public and supporting and empowering science fiction and fantasy writers.

Holding Mommy’s hand #mfrwhooks

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I’m  officially old, folks. The dental assistant had to take an impression of my teeth. Being a serious-minded bloke, I said “Judi, Judi, Judi,” doing my best Cary Grant impression. When I explained what the heck I was doing, the assistant said, “Who’s she?”

Suddenly I felt ten years older.

My advanced years won’t keep from posting another hook from Constellation XXI., my just-released sci-fi romance. This passage is largely world-building, though it also introduces the heroine’s fraught relationship with the antagonist, space marine Scheherazade Vallant.

Sienna Dukelsky is a tugship pilot whose job is to guide incoming spaceships to a safe harbor at the space station orbiting her home world. She has just spied her first incoming ship, so she follows standard procedure by contacting the marines at her home base.

On the radio, Sergeant Vallant let out another whistle, longer and higher. “The ship’s coming at top speed out of the Black, eh? I’ll hop on my broom and be there in forty minutes. My men will follow in a shuttle.”

Sienna fought down a fluttery feeling in her belly. What was so important—or frightening—that Vallant would hurry over from Rampart G station on a witch’s broom, rather than a shuttle?

A broom was a skinny, three-meter-long vehicle carrying one person strapped to its back, with just a suit between them and ultimate vacuum. Commandeering and warming up a shuttle might take a couple hours, while a broom required nothing more than shimmying into a tight-fitting bio suit and running a few system checks. On the other hand, a broom provided no shelter from cosmic radiation, which mattered this far from the protection of a planet’s magnetic field. Vallant clearly didn’t trust her to handle a ship arriving from beyond explored space.

“Eight years of study and internship,” Sienna muttered. “I don’t need mommy to hold my hand.”

“I heard that,” Vallant said. “And yes, you do.”

Sienna’s face flamed.

“If you want to survive on the fringes, Cherry, you have to follow every plarking procedure to the gee-damned letter. Procedures keep you alive. If you stumble and fall walking on a planet, you pick yourself up and keep going. You miss a step out here, you die.”

Sienna belatedly shut off the comm channel.

I have a question for you. A beta reader stumbled over the name Scheherazade. Do any of you find it a confusing name? (And in an aside, I’m sure glad Cary Grant didn’t say Scheherazade, Scheherazade, Scheherazade!”)

Be sure to check out the hooks by other great writers in the Book Hooks blog hop.

Constellation XXI

Rediscovering Love at the Worst Possible Time

[image error]Although Sienna Dukelsky had been the most promising student pilot at Keening AstroSpace Academy, she inexplicably settles for a routine, unglamorous job guiding incoming spaceships to safe berths at Farflung Space Station. Rumors blamed her startling decision on heartbreak after Crispin Hunt, the love of her life, got expelled.

Approaching Farflung years several later, Crispin’s freighter is met by Sienna’s tugship. Love rekindles, though dampened by old betrayals. And when her ship loses power while aimed straight at the space station, Sienna must confront astonishing secrets about Crispin and his cargo—secrets that make hers the most important job in the galaxy.

Constellation XXI will be released February XIV. Until then, pre-order it from these fine sites:

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