No, not entirely sure what it means either, other than it has something to do with baseball, which seems to be rounders for people who can’t grasp cricket, and that there are three of them, and they’re not good news.
My first strike, if that’s the right term, is actually rather a good thing: it’s my story Sunrunner in Third Flatiron’s latest - indeed, their thirty-first - anthology, After the Gold Rush, and my third for Juliana Rew’s ever-excellent series. Do check it out, and do check out the preceding thirty.
I’m counting it as my first strike as it’s the first of three professional publications that I’m allowed before I am ineligible for the L Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future competition, in which I’m struggling to get my obligatory two silver honorables (sic) this year.
You may think, with a novel and fifty-odd stories published that I have been long-since ineligible, but the shorts have either been below the 3000-word limit that the judges see as flash, or haven’t been paid at a professional rate. And the novel that gives this blog its name, 2084: The Meschera Bandwidth? Well, that needs 5000 sales to count against me. So, if some four thousand nine-hundred and ninety odd of you want to club together…
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2084 - The Meschera Bandwidth
2084. The world remains at war.
In the Eurasian desert, twenty-year old Adnan emerges from a coma with memories of a strictly ordered city of steel and glass, and a woman he loved.
The city is the Dome, and the woman... is Adnan's secret to keep.
Adnan learns what the Dome is, and what his role really was within it. He learns why everybody fears the Sickness more than the troopers. And he learns why he is the only one who can stop the war.
Persuaded to re-enter the Dome to implant a virus that will bring the war machine to its knees, the resistance think that Adnan is returning to free the many - but really he wants to free the one.
24 0s & a 2
Twenty-four slipstream stories. Frequently absurd, often minimifidian, occasionally heroic.
