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    Plovember 30: And There You Have It

    Wow! I\’ve written posts for all of November. It\’s been a while, Cavelings.But and still, all good things, et cetera … I have a full plate of nonfiction writing (otherwise known as \’work\’) for December, so it is here that we must again part ways. Not forever, mind you — but I won\’t be posting every day.I hope to spend more time in the Cave in the coming year. I have a new book about to be published (gasp!), most likely in 2017, since the contract will be returned to the publisher\’s legal department shortly. I\’ll be hunting for people…

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    Plovember 29: Citizens United

      The alarm sounded, but it was already too late. By the time citizens were awakened by the notification, the virus had already been spread. Each slowly made their way to the central hall to hear about next steps from the leaders. They filed in quietly, hoping to get the cure as soon as possible. It took nearly five hours for all the inhabitants to arrive. The last group to arrive were not as quiet as the first. They walked with a limp and seemed to have physical tics. It was disruptive and soon, the 20 or so who were…

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    Plovember 28: Another Brilliant Idea

    Despite their protestations, I knew it was possible. I hadn\’t told them everything because I knew they had no way of understanding my thoughts. It mattered not that my other ideas had yielded great abundance for my people, yet they dismissed my abilities. Each time I had an epiphany, it was usually identified as \’yet another episode\’. They had no qualms about benefitting from my \’episodes\’ and this time would be no different. The technician called me \’mad\’ the moment I shared my latest brilliant idea, insisting it was impossible. I\’d run the calculations many times and knew, without a doubt,…

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    Plovember 27: Revolt

     The two men ducked as more rocks and arrows whizzed past their heads. A large boulder thundered toward them. \’Did you know they had catapults, Doctor?\’ \’No, Roger. I had no idea. We should circle around and find a better hiding position.\’ \’But, Doctor — what about the boys? Shouldn\’t we try to get to them and then make our way to the boat?\’ Roger shouted over the sounds of a new barrage of rocks. \’And what are they shouting? Can you make it out?\’ The doctor tilted his head toward the fray for a moment and then answered, \’It…

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    Plovember 26: Outrageous

    \’I told you to make a down at the last nebula! Now we\’re lost.\’ She threw the map-tablet across the ship, but the effect was lost due to a lack of gravity. She sucked her teeth and crossed her arms, hoping he would notice her upset.Instead, he continued piloting and squinted at the viewscreen. \’We are not lost, dear. I know a shortcut.\’Her eyes bugged out as she gagged on the response she actually wanted to deliver. She swallowed and gritted her teeth. \’Do you not remember the last shortcut you claimed to know? When we were supposed to be…

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    Plovember 25: Figment

    She stood at the end of the pier and stared at the sky as the sun set. A bloom of pink, orange, and rose — the colors of the clouds — bent and fluttered in reflections on the surface of teh water below. \’Nice, isn\’t it?\’She turned slowly so as not to look as nervous as she felt. She had been so distracted by the beauty before her that she had not heard anyone approach. \’Yes, it is quite lovely.\’\’What if I told you that everything here is not real?\’With a frown she answered, \’What are you talking about? What\’s…

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    Plovember 24: All Over Again

    The pendulum in the grandfather clock started swinging and the ticking of the second hand grew louder as the hour approached midnight. Susan\’s eyes opened wider and she flinched at each strike of the gong. All around her were the signs of revelry: confetti littered the floor, man in tuxedos and women in fancy dress held fluted glasses filled with eternally bubbly liquid. At the twelfth strike, the band burst into Auld Lang Syne and the room erupted with cheers. \’Happy New Year!\’ she cried and immediately clapped both hands over her mouth.\’What\’s wrong?\’ Susan\’s friend asked. \’You look like…

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    Plovember 23: Quantum Argument

    Helge frowned and reached for the wave generator. \’Wait!\’ Max yelled. \’You must not activate the generator or they\’ll see! And if they see, it\’s over.\’\’They won\’t see anything.\’ Helge\’s voice was edged in exasperation. \’And anyway, my plan is to shoot the wave at her and the other ship, creating two targets.\’Max gripped the sides of his head in despair. \’You are a monster, Helge — you are willing to risk the entire quantum universe so easily? You are willing to put them both in danger just to prove a point?\’Helge let her hand rest on the knob. \’Or…

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    Plovember 22: Every Kind of People

    https://youtu.be/ndCnOqKq5Xs Takes every kind of people … to make what life\’s about yeah … takes every kind of people … the world go round …Truth, that.My church does a ginormous Thanksgiving dinner for the city.No, really. They serve over 2,000 people every year at a sit-down event. Last week Sunday, the announcements indicated they needed 500 volunteers, a bunch of turkeys, and people to cook. I looked at the paper that everyone received on the way into service this week Sunday and tried to figure out what I was supposed to do. Buy a turkey, buy and cook a turkey, cook a…

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    Plovember 21: I Look Fear in the Face and Say …

      It was during worship at church this week that it happened: the fear hit.My mind flew through time to my mammogram appointment, scheduled for Monday (today). I envisioned myself walking in, sitting in the waiting area, going back and putting on the gown, being put in the mangler machine and mashed, and then …the fear hit:I imagined an immediate and drawn-out horror at the same time.First, the immediate — that the technician says (since we are in this high-tech world), \’Just wait right here; I\’m going to give this to the doctor and he\’ll read it\’. I see myself…