As I looked at the lamp, well, what would anyone do? I rubbed it against my sleeve.

“A few of the crew ended up heading out again on other ships as fast as they could. They couldn’t handle the idea of being back, so they became space rats instead. I almost did too. It might have been better for me if I had."

An additional episode (stand-alone) for my short story "The Jump"

“Go home, and take off that damned suit. You can’t handle it. You’re probably a good guy, and that’s why you can’t handle it. The ones who can handle it are pretty much psychos. The ones who are good at it are the very ones who should never be around children at all.”

“A fuck is just sex, but a head-fuck is art.”