Author Archives: Paul Lagasse

“I Don’t Expect to Die on This Planet”

Balticon 45 was a terrific four-day family reunion for readers and writers of science fiction in all its forms. For Channel 37, not only was it our official debut, it was also a chance for us to make many new … Continue reading

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The Slaves of Ancius – Part One

The space repair ship Ranger was always sluggish on auto pilot, exhibiting a puzzling tendency to drift back and forth across its course in a gradually-increasing arc as if sniffing a fading scent trail. And try as he might, Chuck … Continue reading

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Hesiod’s Five Ages of James T. Kirk

Careers don’t always go in the direction you expect. For example, I went to college intending to become a history professor, and now I’m a freelance writer. You just never know. Heroic fictional characters, on the other hand, tend to … Continue reading

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The Vermilion Gambit – Part One

Dawn on the ecliptic. In terms of the physics, it’s not the same as a terrestrial dawn, but the effect on the mind is the same. Planets large and small — pale and cratered, large and colorful, elegantly ringed, or … Continue reading

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Brain Child

“Thanks for seeing me on such short notice, Doctor,” the nervous young man said as he extended his hand. As the doctor shook the man’s pale hand, he noted that it felt unusually cold. “Certainly. From your phone call it … Continue reading

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Vox Populi

The spotlights followed the young dancer she walked across the stage amid thundering applause, green lights flashing wildly on the scoreboard on the wall behind her. She paused one more time to bow deeply in evident relief, then disappeared behind … Continue reading

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Signs

For hours, the chatter of crickets had been the only sound along this stretch of night-time highway until the sound of a distant car engine gradually emerged from somewhere off to the right. As the sound grew, a glow from … Continue reading

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The Terror from the Other Dimension! – Part One

The reporter lit another cigarette with his trembling hands as he stared at the blank sheet of paper he’d scrolled into his battered Remington. He pushed his fedora back to wipe the perspiration from his forehead and took a long … Continue reading

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