Oh Right! I Wrote Another Short Piece Set In The Diaspora The Other Day: Out Of The Cradle [link], A

oh right! I wrote another short piece set in the Diaspora the other day: Out of the Cradle [link], a story about the first words spoken on Mars.

yeah no that's exactly what's going to happen. every first contact event is FIRST contact all over again, ​because every single event will expand our horizons juuuust enough for us to wonder... was that last contact? was that it? are there more or are we the only ones?

in this big and lonely universe, any fellow intelligence is infinitely precious because we are the only ones, as far as we know.

that is why the motto of the pan-species alliance in my main sf universe (the Diaspora) is solum habemus invicem et stellas: we only have each other and the stars.

what if we meet intelligent alien life out there but the novelty eventually wears off and we’re back to “i wonder if we’re alone in the universe or if there’s more than just humans and galorphasians”

the idea of consuming two conflicting things that promise to do the opposite of each other has always been hilarious to me. there’s a liquid shot-based sleep aid called 6 hour sleep and as soon as I saw it i immediately imagined mixing it and a 5 hour energy together for a 1 hour nap