TBR list for 2024

These are the fantasy books that interest me this year:

  • The Bear and the Nightingale by Katherine Arden
  • The new Black Jewels trilogy by Anne Bishop
  • The Dreaming Tree by C. J. Cherryh
  • The Doom of Odin by Scott Oden

My choice of Oriental fantasy this year is between Tea with the Black Dragon by R. A MacAvoy and Daughter of the Moon Goddess  by Sue Lynn Tan. From the blurb, I think I prefer Daughter of the Moon Goddess.

For my Broadening Horizon Reads, I’ve cycled back to the romance genre this year and I intend to cheat a little by picking Outlander. The other one will be One Hundred years of Solitude, my first foray into magic realism. 

For Craft and Curiousity, I have my eyes sets on The Lovely Bones and The Shipping News. The Shipping News will be my third attempt to find a book written in omniscient and since the Shipping News is referred to in UBC Novel writing courses I did, I think I will be third time lucky. 

You will meet yourself again…

The jump-off line comes from You Will Be Changed by Jeannette Encinias. 

I meet myself again, all these years later. At the core, I’ve never changed. I’m still serious, stubborn and proud. That’s why I liked Pride and Prejudice alone of all the classics I read, Lizzy and Darcy remain one of my favourite couples in stories written or acted out. 

I meet myself again after a slumber period. Somewhere along the way I had lost myself. I used to think happiness was all important but then somehow I talked myself into believing that I should strive for contentment instead. Contentment as a compromise, contentment in the form of losing myself in what I had at the moment and talking myself into saying it’s enough. Until it wasn’t and I was completely thrown. 

I meet myself again and again. I will probably meet myself in another twenty years and be the same. Same and different. 

I meet myself again when I look back into the mirror, if I look beyond my face. Or I don’t look that closely- the face is still the same, has been the same since I was twelve. 

I meet myself again on the page. 

I meet myself again when I think of what novels to re-read and my emotional reactions to certain elements. 

I meet myself again.

Moonlake’s Book Discoveries- December 2023

Fantasy

A girl called Corpse by Reece Carter

This is actually a juvenile fantasy but I’m drawn by the blurb. And I quite enjoyed the story. If you like heartwarming stories I think this will be exactly your cup of tea. 

The Last Mapmaker by Christina Soontornvat

This Thai fantasy is quite interesting. I didn’t even realise it’s a middle grade story and at first I was thinking this might be the start of a trilogy when there were about 6 chapters to go. As it turned out, this is just a standalone and it makes sense given the target audience. I like it okay overall as light reading. It started out like a rags-to-riches story but that’s not quite how it turned out. 

Ruby by Francesca Lia Block and Carmen Staton

This is really a paranormal romance (PNR) and I didn’t realise it until quite late. It’s okay, not really my cup of tea. I don’t hate it though, just not really drawn overall.

Mystery

Violet Kelly and the Jade Owl by Fiona Britton

It’s an okay book except that it’s too much of a cozy mystery at the end and I was expecting a twist at the end that takes the stakes way beyond. But that never materialised. Ah well. 

The Fifth Letter by Nicola Moriarity

I was attracted by the blurb but as a Sherlock Holmes fan I was also struck by the author name which I’m not sure whether is a pen name or not (okay I snooped and apparently it isn’t, just coincidence). 

Anyway, I quite enjoyed this book about four long time high school friends, secrets and a fifth letter. And while I am so done with girl groups (I was in a high school all girls group because I went to an all girls’ high school) this book does entice me to keep on reading like a good thriller would do. I guessed one of the plot twists but then I guessed wrong on the final twist. All in all, an enjoyable read. 

Sacrifice by Andrew Vachss

I didn’t start with book 1 and there was quite a bit of piecing together about who the protagonist is in terms of his backstory. Also, the plot also wasn’t all there at first but it all came together at the end. The book title was also interesting in that at first I thought it alluded to a certain part of the story but at the end apparently it had a deeper meaning to do with the protagonist’s personal history. Overall, I like this story and I’m a little tempted to go back and read the early books on this protagonist. 

Flood by Andrew Vachss

I followed my whim and chased up book 1 of the Burke series. I feel like the reading experience is much smoother for me because this is book 1. Overall, the story is okay but average. 

The Blood Road by Stuart MacBride

This is a random find but then I realised I had read this series before. After I finished this book, I realised it was actually the book immediately preceding the one I had read before. And it’s much more exciting due to the content. It’s okay but that’s about it. 

Science Fiction

Leviathan wakes by James S. A. Corey (audiobook)

I listened to this concurrently with Years of Rice and Salt and I prefer this because the plot is more engaging and has a faster pace. On the other hand, I’ve always been lukewarm towards the sci-fi genre. 

Overall, I find the story okay but I’m not too keen to continue with the series. 

Historical Fiction

Years of Rice and Salt by Kim Stanley Robinson (audiobook)

I did finish this book but I’m not too engaged with it. It feels more like a thought experiment than a novel. I mean, it is technically a novel made up of ten loosely related ‘books’ but I’m not finding much resonance between individual stories told in each of the books other than the theoretical linkage in the concept for this novel as a whole. Then again, I’m probably the wrong audience for this, it’s probably more geared towards fans of alternative history. Personally, I’m more of a fan of fantasy with occasional foray into historical fiction but I’m still leaning more towards the fantasy side. 

Chinese Lore- a selection of mythical fauna (16)

Song Si

Physical Description:

Like a female pheasant with a human head.

Special Properties:

It jumps around whenever humans are nearby The sound of its call is like its own name.


Tian Ma

Physical Description:

Looks like a white dog with a black head.

Special Properties:

It flies away whenever humans are nearby The sound of its call is like its own name.


Jiang Wei

Physical Description:

A crow-like bird with a patterned head, white beak and red feet.

Special Properties:

The sound of its call is like its own name.

Lore:

The youngest daughter of Yan Di (the one who had a daughter that turned into the Yao Grass) drowned at the Eastern Ocean and her spirit turned into the Jiang Wei which always dropped sticks and stones into the ocean hoping to one day destroy it.


Long Snake

Physical Description:

A snake whose hair is as hard as that on the neck of pigs (or hogs, not sure, but this is supposed to hair that are hard).

Special Properties:

The sound it makes is like the sound of a wood block, a small slit drum made from a single piece of wood and used as a percussion instrument, being played.

Moonlake’s Writing Updates- December 2023

This year, I’m approaching the work slightly differently. Instead of always cycling in between my two protagonists, I’ve given my female protagonist two consecutive goes. I’m happy to report that this does let me drill down further into her scenes but progress is still slow overall. 

At the time of writing and your reading this, I’m just switching over to my male protagonist and going through what I had written. 

Now, as for the WIP overall, I think Act 1 is pretty much down pat. But Act 2 and 3 is not quite all there yet. Basically, when I outlined the story (yes, I took two years but back then I only started with the UBC writing a novel courses and I didn’t quite know the three act structure) I think I made Act 2 and 3 too short and I’ve now come to realise that I just don’t have enough content for them so for the last two years at least most of the work have gone into putting more content into these two parts of the story and filling in gaps. And it isn’t easy, especially in Act 3 when I feel like sometimes I just don’t know scenes well enough and so I left heaps of placeholders and I really have no idea what happens in between one chapter to the next. Basically, it’s back to asking myself lots of questions and jotting down ideas. 

That’s all for this year. I will continue to plow on. 

This is for… shake the dust…

The line comes from Shake the Dust by Anis Mojgani. I usually like more flowery prose but the line has got some gritty attitude to it that makes it beautiful in some way to me. 

This is for the butterflies waiting to emerge from their cocoons, for those likewise trapped in stasis, for those who might not even know they want something else or could get there… shake the dust. 

This is for the teardrops that have yet to fall, the drops of colour that are yet to wilt or shrivel or dry up, the miasma of sins and decadence… shake the dust. 

This is for wandering whims in reading, for the hole or whatever else that current whim fills, for unknown and totally inexplicable food cravings… shake the dust. 

This is for previous beauty pageants who have grown old, for warriors aged beyond the battlefield, for meetings too late or too early… shake the dust. 

This is for lullabies you don’t remember, memories too early for recall, instincts too basic for suppression… shake the dust. 

Reading Highlights of 2023

I’ve had a particularly fruitful reading year this year, more than doubling my reading goals on Goodreads. Which is to say that I’ve already read more than 40 books this year. 

So I’ve never done such a post before but I thought I would do one this year, not sure if I want this to be a recurring post or not. We will see. 

So without further ado, below are the books which have earned a spot in this post including: 

Most Memorable Book of 2023

Madukka the River Serpent by Julie Janson: This aboriginal thriller has opened my eyes to some issues current to Australia that I didn’t know existed. I’m not normally interested in current affairs but this book does it so well and merges them seamlessly into a thriller that it definitely leaves me a taste for more. And it’s the first work of its genre by this Aboriginal author so good work. 

Favourite Series of 2023

The Last Kingdom series by Bernard Cornwell: I’ve only read up to the first three books of this historical fiction series but there is always the option to take up more books to track Uhtred’s journey in life. I do enjoy the first three books enough to have thought about doing it. I haven’t actually done it this year because as a fantasy reader, a natural stopping point for me is a trilogy. We will see what unfolds in 2024. 

Favourite Sleuth of 2023

This is a hard one actually. But going through my Goodreads account, I decided to give it to Mick Haller from the Lincoln Lawyer by Michael Connelly. Why? Because I think his mystery is top-notch and I went on a spree sampling all of his protagonists. I like them all but Mick Haller is the one that stood out for me. 

And that’s all for this year’s Honours. 

Adventures Aboard the Chen Xing- Chapter 29

Aurora adjusted the scanner to filter out background ambiance and the grav sled’s energy signature, smiling at the results. “There we go!”

“You point, we drive.” Estella told her, waiting for a direction. 

I kept my eye on plant creatures that blocked our paths while we went in a more or less straight line back to the huge derelict with the LED lights. Needless to say, between Estella’s blades and the machine gun, green goo was everywhere along our path. I estimated we had thinned the ranks of the plant to about a quarter of their original size. 

“This is the last place I was hoping we’d wind up.” Aurora said. 

Guppy looked anxious. She was quiet as she stared at the vine-covered side of the structure. 

“We need to clean out the vines somehow, weedkiller maybe? Fire could damage the structure.” Aurora said. 

What about overloading the power grid that powers the lights?” Estella suggested, “If it blows the glass and the electricity should fry lots of them.”

Jessica looked at a few of them. “They look like they’re already dead to me. And…” she looked closer, moved a few around, “Not sure if this matters but this isn’t the same species.”

“Really?” Estellas walked over to examine them herself, “We may be able to just head on in once we clean out the remaining plants out here.”

I shrugged and patted my gun. “Up to you guys.”

“It should be safe.” Estella concluded. 

“Let’s go then, no point driving around hunting for another way, it’ll just give the plants more time to regroup, or that giant thing to find us.” Aurora wrapped up. 

Guppy still looked nervous, kept switching her gaze between Estella and Jessica and the plants. 

“What’s the matter, Guppy? Rare for you to get that face.” I prodded her. 

That immediately aroused Aurora’s maternal instincts, “You okay?”

“It’s just… are they all dead? Is it safe? I mean, I’m tough and all that, but… umm, they did drag me off that one time…” Guppy actually blushed and then looked around and grinned. “Nevermind. Let’s go gut whatever’s in this place…” She pushed her way inside, but came back out after a second. “Oh, wait, were you going to burn the lights first?”

“Nah, if it’s not a threat no reason to kill our only light source.” Aurora said. She stuck close to Guppy as both of them headed inside. I followed close on their heels. 

Aurora held out her scanner as she walked in the lead. “Looks like it’s downward, there should be a maintenance corridor the line runs down, let’s see if we can find an entrance around here somewhere?”

My eyes and Estella’s pen light fell onto a door at the same time. It was rusted and bent so it didn’t open easily. It had a good camouflage in that it looked like part of a piece of equipment. When we bent closer, we saw that it was hinged in an odd way. When we wrested it open, it revealed a narrow drop with rungs embedded along one side of the vertical tunnel. “Oooh, this reminds me of home.” Guppy said. 

“Nice find,” Aurora passed Guppy a Glow bug tube, “Let’s get down there and see where it leads.”

“Guppy, you go in the middle, we don’t want you disappearing on us.” I told her. She took the tube and was halfway through the opening before I could even blink. An echo-y “sorry” came back up but she apparently kept going. I descended after her. I could see a bobbing light quickly disappearing down the tunnel and then I couldn’t see it anymore. I hurried in that direction, hoping that I would catch up again.

Eventually, the tunnel winded down to a floor with another horizontal tunnel splitting off. It was too short to walk in. I would have to crawl to get in. “Not this again.” but I went in. I saw the glow light ahead briefly before it disappeared again. Then a scream sounded. I crawled ahead as quickly as I could. 

An open space lay at the end of the tunnel. Half of Guppy was stuck into an open panel. 

“What’s wrong?” Aurora’s yell came from behind. That scream was loud enough. 

Some commotion around Guppy’s back half, as if she was trying to pull back through. I rushed forward to help her with that. There was very little leverage because of the tight space. I got into a tug-of-war with something on the other side while muffled cries came from Guppy, but it was a stand-off. Aurora had come up, she had a machete in her hand and she shifted around looking for an angle to cut at something. 

“Use your knife!” Aurora shouted, grabbing onto Guppy’s belt around her waist and pulling. Between the two of us, we pulled Guppy back through. There was a vine wrapped around her waist. Aurora chopped that away with her machete. Another vine came loose from Guppy’s mouth and she screamed loudly again. Then she said, “There are a lot of them up there!”

“I should of stocked up on weedkiller, ah well. Is this the only way forward?” Estella said. 

Jessica pointed at the piece of vine that just dropped down from Guppy. “That’s another one of those different species”

“I told you not to run off and now you’ve paid for it.” I admonished the kiddo. She nodded, looking freaked out. 

“Sam’s right, stick close to us from now on, she might not get there in time to save you next time.” Aurora told her. 

“There’s like a hundred of them up there!” Guppy informed us. 

Aurora seemed to be looking around for an alternative path, “Too many to fight our way through.”

“This species might be the one my blood made docile.” Having said that, Estella pricked her finger with the point of her knife and dripped some blood onto the tendrils. The blood soaked in but otherwise nothing happened. 

“Not just the plants up there, but a lot of computers and stuff too.” Guppy told us. 

“That sounds like our control room,” Aurora looked over at us, “I could break loose a live wire, and try to use it to electrocute them, but there’s a good chance I’d trash the machines up there in the process. If anyone has a better idea, now’s the time?”

“Plants hate cold, like back on the ship, if we could cool the room down they’d maybe retreat, or get sluggish enough we could kill them all off.” Estella looked over at Guppy. “I just had a thought, do you happen to have any of that red goo on you in a jar or anything? From when you went playing in it?”

Guppy passed her a sly look,  nodded and pulled out a small tube. “I like to look at it sometimes.”

“Good girl!” Estella beamed at her. “This might mutate the plants, it’s the same color as the ones my blood changed.” She dripped a little on the same vine she bled on. The goo soaked into the vine and it swelled up, wriggling around for a moment as if it had come back to life. 

“That looks like a reaction to me.” Estella grinned, soaking a cloth in some of the goo. “Pass me your machete, Aurora, I’ll put this on the end and stick it down the hole, hopefully the vines will grab it and it’ll mess them up.” She did what she said. “This stuff seems to be some kind of repell-” She paused. “Uh, I think we just found the crew of this station, the plants.”

“Wait, you mean we’ve been attacking the crew?” Aurora paused at the notion. “I mean Vines is helping rebuild the ship, so they’re not all hostile, but the ones in the torpedoes messed up the pirates pretty awful.”

“Think of those ones as newly birthed children, they don’t have the maturity of adults, they react out of instinct, they know only that they need and are hungry.” Estella said. 

“This is getting complicated.” I scratched my head.

“We need to try to communicate with them somehow then, because they might not be the native owners, but their pets or something.” Aurora said. 

“Uh, I think that red goo might make that a moot concern.” Estella replied. 

Aurora nodded, “Any objections to continuing our original plan? All else aside if Star Analytics gets their mitts on this they’ll use it to cause untold harm everywhere.”

“The plants may also just be mimicking the behavior of the people they killed and took over.” Estella pointed out.

As if to punctuate what Estella said before, two of the other plants moved up to the affected one and touched it. The red spread to them. “Yeah, that red goo I think is going to clear out the plants for us.”

“That’s a plus, I think,” Aurora shook her head. “If the plants were intelligent they’d of shut down the elevator after we left, or otherwise done something to make it harder for us to get back in here, they seem too primitive to have built this place.”

As we talked, the red infection among plants continued. “They’re popping with red spots, but that’s it.” Estella said. 

“Congrats, you made them pregnant.” Aurora joked. Guppy looked down at her empty goo container and then looked at the plants. “All of that from this?”

Estella shrugged, giggling. “I mean, possibly?” She crawled up the shaft before any of us could stop her. And they said I was the impulsive one. 

“It’s safe girls.” She called back. Guppy crawled out and stood close to Estella. I didn’t even see her going back in. The kiddo reached out and poked at one of the red spots on a plant. 

“I guess that takes care of it for now.” Aurora urged Jessica forward. “After you hon.”

Jessica pulled herself through. “It’s so fascinating.” She said from the other side. 

I walked up besides Estella. ‘Now what?” I looked back across to Aurora. 

It was Estella who answered me. “Now we see if Aurora can find the engines on this rock, or the self destruct button and get out of here before something bad happens?” She eyed the plants warily. 

“Right.” The three of us headed in.Aurora went to the closest computer and fiddled with it. “Just like the elevator, I should be able to sort this out. Hmm.” A slot in which a cylinder would fit opened up after she tried a few buttons on the keyboard. She pulled out the device Vines passed her, and it fit like a charm. “Bingo!” She grinned, “Okay, when this goes in, all hell might break loose so get ready to run.”

Estella pulled off the safety on her shotgun, standing next to the exit. “I’ll bring up the rear.”

The cartridge thudded home. A low hum appeared, several of the stations lighted up with a lot of activity. 

“I think that turned the place on, now let’s see if it can fly.” Aurora headed over to the other consoles and started looking them over for flight controls and weapons.

A panel slid open on a wall, revealing a viewscreen. It came to life. Vines was standing there. 

Aurora gave him a welcoming wave and smile. “Hey there!” He waved back. 

Estella relaxed slightly. “Hey, is Hue there too?”

Some vines part and H square’d face appeared. “What? How did you know there would be a screen here?” I asked. 

Some of the plants turned to face the screen. 

“We were hoping you could tell us how to fly this thing?” Aurora was asking them. Jessica was just looking back and forth between the various plants. “Umm, see how they are gesturing. It almost looks like they’re having a conversation. Except I don’t hear anything.”

“Looks like the vines got a connection to the Xing after all.. Hmmm…” I let the thought trail off. 

“They must be speaking in a frequency outside our hearing range.” Estella nodded.. “Some plants, like mandrakes, let out a high pitched scream when injured.”

“We need oil.” Aurora said, “A drop of oil in a rag placed in one ear, it will lower the frequency of sound traveling through it, let you hear what’s out of range otherwise.”

“Really?” Estella looked at Aurora, seemingly puzzled. 

Jessica looked thought. “Assuming it’s sound they’re using.” She said. 

“Like how stuff sounds different underwater, same principle, just different execution. Well, it won’t cause any harm to try at least.” Aurora looked over at me. “Do you have some gun oil or anything in your pack?”

“I’m thinking, with plants, maybe it’s something else. Scent? Something visual?” Apparently Jessica’s thoughts were not finished. 

“They might be communicating by spores too.” Estella contributed her extensive knowledge on gardening. 

“What could we lose?” I shrugged and fished out some gun oil from my backpack.

Aurora dripped a piece of rag into the oil and stuck it in her left ear to listen. “I can maybe build a machine to translate spore into speech, but that’ll take a long while.”

“Let’s just ask Hue for guidance, he seems to have figured a way to communicate with Vines.” Estella suggested. 

“Yeah, oil is a no go.” Aurora shrugged. 

As if acting on cue, H squared’s face popped up on the screen again. 

“Hue, we need to know how to make this asteroid fly through space, where’s the controls?” Aurora asked him. 

“What about ultraviolet? Instead of ultrasonic? Plants use that to direct bees. At least some of the normal ones do.” Jessica suggested. 

H squared nodded, mumbled a little, pulled out some paper and drew a diagram of some controls with arrows showing how to direct things. 

“That’s easier to rig up a machine for,” Aurora traced her eyes from the diagram to the control panels and began pushing buttons. “I also need weapons controls, Hue, so I can blow up nearby asteroids so we can fly out of here safely.”

More drawing and then H squared showed me a weapons diagram. 

“So we’re not blowing the place up then?” Estella sighed in relief. “I was not looking forward to trying to outrun that blast.”

This works, we can fly this out to the rim and park it in a stable orbit around some other sun, give them a new life far from colonized space.” Aurora said. 

“How about I help you design a translator, Aurora. I’m sure Estella can manage the controls.” Jessica volunteered. 

“Great idea.” Aurora stepped back, “Flying is more your thing anyway, I’m better with the engineering.”

Over in a corner by herself, Guppy was actually playing toss with a few of the plants. Or  they were tossing her from one to the other into vines-turned netting.  She giggled while telling them to throw her higher. I did not say anything, this was safe as far as I was concerned. 

“I was just about to ask if you wanted me to take over.” Estella stepped forward and touched the controls lightly. “This is going to be like flying a bathtub full of molten lava down a luge course.” She muttered.

“Given the number of perverse comparisons you could of made, that’s nicely tame.” Aurora told her while smiling at Jessica, “Okay, let’s see, I’ll need some lights from over there,” She pointed, “And one of those speakers from there, and the access panel from that machine as a backing. “If this works it’ll translate their light rays into speech, and our speech into light rays. I just need a camera, one from one of the view screens should work perfectly.”

“This is… I never thought I will be flying off into space with a whole asteroid.” My voice shook with excitement.

“This is the coolest thing ever.” Estella said. 

As we talked, colorful patterns lit up over the plants’ bodies on a camera. “Yeah, this is perfect!” Aurora hugged Jessica happily. “Thanks for the idea and your help!”

Jessica blushed. “I, uh… I’m happy to help.”

“You two make a cute couple,” Estella told Aurora and Jessica with a grin, which made Jessica blush even more.

I started to explore the weapons. There’s some very giant cannon at my beck and call and a few missile bays. 

Aurora smiled and said, “Uh, thanks, I think?”

Guppy was breathlessly excited when she came over. “So, Sam, you gonna blow up an asteroid? Can I watch?”

“Well, the weapons are pretty cool. As for blowing things up, we will find something sooner or later. Don’t you worry about that.” I grinned. 

“I meant it, you look nice together. Now hang on while I see if the engines still work.” Estella adjusted the speed to go slower so that it did not feel as bumpy. “Give me a sec to turn on the shields so the debris doesn’t damage us.” 

It took more than one but “Shields up!”

“You helped me build this hon, you get the honors of turning it on.” Aurora told Jessica.

Jessica smiled shyly then did so. 

“There should be a scanner around here somewhere to tell us if that one is safe to blast,” Estella said after a moment of consideration, “Actually we took a pretty close fly past most of the rocks around here, didn’t we? I think this was the only one inhabited.”

“Yeah, this was it, if others had life, the company would of set up a base there to be closer to this one. The rest didn’t even have air, so they should be safe to blow to pieces, you’ll need to make a hole anyway if we want to fly out of here, this isn’t exactly an econo car.” Aurora flashed me with a grin. 

“Tell me about it, now I know how a hippopotamus with a gland problem feels.” Estella continued. 

Aurora giggled, looking over at the plants. “Um, hello? Can you understand me?” She asked  them. 

That produced a shock among the plants. One of them wandered over to the device. “Hello, animals,” the translator said. 

“Well, kiddo, you heard them.” I set the asteroid as the target and fired the asteroid’s cannon at it while Guppy clapped her hands. 

“Hello plant, we uh, come in peace, I’m sorry about any damages we caused getting here, and any plants we uh, injured, we were operating under the wrong pretenses.”

A clear pause. “You did not damage us, sentient animals. Only our enemies, who have kept us trapped here for too long-“

One shot of streaming red goo plasma and the asteroid broke apart into rubble. 

“-Your arrival is fortuitous. We only recently regained operations here.”

“Oh well then, we’re glad we could help.” Aurora gestured to the red bumps. “Is that a good thing, or a bad one?”

“Whop bam boom, that made an impression.” Estella said as she took us towards the gap.

“We have not ingested the nutritious goo in some time. It is tingly.”

“We got a whole vat of it on our ship, and know where there’s a bunch on the top of the asteroid.” Aurora told them. 

“We have not been on the surface for fear of our enemies.”

“Tell us more about these enemies.” I asked the plants. 

“We were once numerous. We lived among the stars for thousands of years. Until a civil war broke out that cost the lives of many. Whole worlds were scorched to ruin. And now all that remains is us. We fled in this ship, went into hibernation. But some of our remaining enemies managed to sneak onboard. They went into hibernation also, but woke first. Some of them left, we do not know where they went. We managed to wrest control of the asteroid from them briefly and hide ourselves again before being driven back again. To keep them from messaging their compatriots, we sabotaged our own vessel and waited. Worried that they would find us and conquer us. But you rescued our friend, who was separated from us and survived in fear of discovery. He who is on your ship with his animal pet you call Hue.”

Aurora Lieos chuckled.  “Hue seems to like being his er, companion so it works out.”

I laughed nervously. Hearing H squared referred to as a pet was unsettling but I had a more pressing question occupying my mind. “So these enemies, are they also plants? What are they if not?”

“They are the ones you encountered on the surface. The aggressive ones who attacked you. Also their agents who you have been fighting against also. This Star Analytics.”

I looked across at Estella. “Plant war it was. Hmmm… that’s news to us.”

“They have been breeding monstrous animal/plant hybrids in an attempt to win against us.”

“Fascinating, I’m glad we could help.” Estella smiled happily, presumably at her theory proven correct. “Oh uh, I should probably let you guys have your ship back huh? You can probably fly it better than I can.”

“Please, continue. You know the modern universe better than us. We look forward to working with you and learning more about how things have changed.”

“So how much of this asteroid is ship, and how much is just rock?” Estella asked. 

“It was all artificial. Your ship was made from parts from one of our lost colonies. You will find much familiar in the machinery here.”

“A small world, isn’t it?” I whistled.

“Yes indeed!” Aurora leaned back and glanced at the view screen thoughtfully. “You know, with them helping us we can go pretty much anywhere on the frontier, help find their old worlds and take them back, do a lot of good for the needy on the rim.”

“It is not surprising. Agents of our enemies were seeding the world you came from with spoors and they were naturally drawn to your ship.”

THE END

It’s all in the frame…

This is based on a blog piece titled It’s all in the frame by Laurie Wagner. I think she said it was a line of dialogue one of her friends said. I’ve actually taken this line quite literally in the piece below where I’ve basically described all the framed photos that are sitting in the alcove of a cabinet or else framed up on the wall in my house. 

It’s all in the frame: the photo Mum and me took in Universal Studios in Japan, in the Jaws. We still had big smiles on our faces and my best friend commented on this. “Eaten by a shark and still so happy!” she had said or rather typed. We were on Messenger. Also in the frame is the two of us at my Honours graduation ceremony. This one was hung up on the wall of the sitting room behind the couch that nobody at home really sat on though Mum sometimes lay herself down on it for an afternoon nap or because she was unwell. Anyway, this was hung between my two certificates of completion for my double degree, one for each. We had actually since taken another photo of us for another of my graduation ceremony, for my Masters degree. But we never replaced the photo. I had gained weight in between the two photos and didn’t look as good even though I finally got to wear a hat the second time. It was a round hat and not the square ones I was used to seeing in Hong Kong TV dramas. But I did get a hat, unlike in the photo behind the couch. No hat but I was smiling good in there. In the frame, also, a photo Mum and me took in Shanghai a few years ago, couldn’t be more than 4 or 5, but I couldn’t say which year now. The second time we went back was all that was in the frame for me. 

Remarkable Woman in Ancient China (19)- Madame Xian

Who is she:

  • One of the renowned female military strategists 

Notable Life Events:

  • Born in 522 AD, as daughter of a chieftain of the Li people (an ethnic minority) in Southern China during the era of the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Her real name was either Xian Zhen or Xian Ying. 
  • Married the son of the provincial governor, Feng Bao, at the age of 13 and helped him settle many of the disputes between the Han Chinese and her people 
  • Flocked under the banner of the Chen dynasty (which governed Southern China) and gained a military position for herself
  • Became known as the Holy Mother by her people when the founder of the Sui Dynasty ended the Chen Dynasty and it was only after she yielded that the surrounding region near her yielded 
  • Gained position under the Sui Dynasty again when she quelled a local rebellion by directing her grandsons. At first, the one grandson she sent did not do as she said because of personal relationships and she decisively jailed that grandson and sent another one in his place 

Why is she remarkable:

  • I encountered mentions of three or four female military strategists in one ancient novel. After research, Madame Xian is simply the one with the greatest/most interesting details. 

Moonlake’s thoughts on her: 

  • I’m mostly getting a feel for her public persona which is quite decisive, having good political acumen but also quite loyal. 

English Reference:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lady_Xian