A hundred kilometers outside of the range of the orbital defense ring, thirty Sherman MkIII remote infantry vehicles, cocooned in their drop capsules but not yet separated for insertion, began the automated process of activating onboard power and generating crypto keys for the local networks using white noise from the auxiliary antennae on each entry vehicle.
Operators on the other side of the world keyed into their stations, bodies going slack with…
I just found this interview, which I had forgotten I'd even done. It's now longer between when it went up and now than when E2 started and it went up. It is the year 2023 now.
My E2 username, Milen, is a name I haven't used online for decades, a handle on the ancient virtual world WorldsAway Dreamscape, which is only a couple of years younger than the World Wide Web itself. I still remember a handful of people from back then: Ivanova, Kethery, Aule, Gib, NoNoBadKitty, Spellbinder, Zippy, Indigo,…
I was passing through a place for a few days with nothing to do. I'd just returned the team home to Kabul and I was ahead on my reports, so three days as a guest transient in what was, compared to the urban grey of Kabul, a tropical paradise, was a welcome change of pace.
After catching 16 hours of sleep, I wandered the place, saw the local bazaar, fingered the same Chinese-made trinkets and forgeries that were sold to Americans everywhere in the country, and…
Three days ago, we closed out our second production, The Curious Savage, written by John Patrick.
The buildup to the three nights we showed was frankly horrifying. The terror, for me, lay in perfectionism.…