September 2016 Meeting

This month’s meeting will be held on the 25th, as Brisbane’s Oz Comic Con is on the 3rd weekend of the month.

Venue: Tee’s Clubhouse, RACV Royal Pines, Benowa… just follow the signs to ‘Golf and Tennis’🙂

Microfiction theme: Abstinence, Absence and Absinth

Tag and Release

She waited quietly in the sterile lab already masked and gowned for the work hours ahead. Her thoughts tumbled inside her head, examining snippets from last night’s conversation trying to make sense of what she had been told.

Before her lay her instruments and the packs of splinters, she looked at them sightlessly. Today, soon she would have to decide on which side her loyalties lay.

The noise from the trolleys outside brought her back to the present. They would start entering any minute now. She began to unpack the splinters.

Each splinter was individually contained, as thick as a hair and only a couple of millimetres long. It was her job to pick up each splinter with her instrument, and then introduce it to the right index fingernail of the patient, where it began to wriggle as if it was alive. It would slither from her instrument to begin insinuating itself under the nail. For a second it would be visible under the nail and then it would disappear into the bloodstream.

She had always marvelled at the technology, glowing in her small part in making it accessible to everyone. Had she been indoctrinated during her training? They had said that to her last night.

She did not see the patient, only the right hand. Last night they had said that this was so that she did not baulk at what she was doing.

The door opened, she would have to reach a decision now.

Microfiction by Adriana Marrone.

August 2016 – Quick meeting roundup

Some of the discussions on Sunday in brief…

Writer’s Festivals…

We discussed the benefits of attending writer’s festivals. Renee went to the Byron Bay Writer’s Festival in early August.

4  workshops she went to;

  • Sales & Marketing for Self-Published authors
  • Tools of the Trade (Punctuation and Grammer)
  • Editing Like a Pro (Tricks of the Trade)
  • Google My Business (on how to set up your business page)

Background noise

The website noisli has background sounds that can help you improve your focus, boost your productivity, set the mood for a scene you are writing. It is worth checking out.

Kim’s trip to the USA…

I won’t recount Kim’s stories about her trip, just let me say, it does sound as if she had a great time!

What have the Scifantorites been up to…

Renee is currently working on her 3rd book. And in September she has a table at OZ Comic Con Brisbane. So if you can pop in and say ‘Hi’.

Kim returned from America with lots to tell.

Brad is reading a clever book written by a Pom (can’t remember the guy’s name). The movie ‘Red Dog’ was based on the book. The author is Louis De Bernieres. He interviewed people about red dog after coming across the bronze statue of red dog in his travels and from those interviews he wrote the book.

What have the Scifantorites been reading, watching…

Books

Zane recommends ‘After It Happened’ series by Devon C Ford. There are 4 books in the series so far; Book 1 ‘Survival’, Book 2 ‘Humanity’, Book 3 ‘Society’ and Book 4 ‘Hope’. Book 5 is not published yet.

And ‘Dead Wrong’ by Helen H Durrant

Kim recommends ‘Area 7’, book 2 from Matthew Reilly’s Scarecrow novels

And ‘Beauty’s Kingdom’ Book 4 Anne Rice’s Sleeping Beauty series

Movies

Sausage Party   Zane gives 3 ***

Ben Hur   Renee gives 4 ****

Suicide Squad     Reneee gives 5 ***** for look and 3 *** for story;  Zane gives 5 *****

Jason Bourne    Adriana gives 5 *****

Don’t Breath    Kim gives 4 ****

This month’s Micro Fiction theme…’Splinter’

Read member’s micro fiction here.

Next month’s Micro Fiction theme is ‘Abstinence, Absence and Absinth’

Next month’s meeting…

Date:              Sunday 25th September

This is 4th Sunday of month as OZ Comic Con Brisbane is 17-18 September

Time:             9:30am to 11:30am (9am if you would like to join us for breakfast)

Venue:          Royal Pines Golf Course – Tee’s Clubhouse

Where:          Ross St, Benowa. Follow the signs for ‘Golf and Tennis’ to find the café.

NOTE: We are looking at different venues, somewhere quieter. We will advise if the location changes before the next meeting.

See you there!

August 2016 Meeting

This month’s meeting will be held on the 28th, after Kim has returned from her travels. We aren’t sure about the venue, at this stage… If you have any suggestions, please holler!

Stay tuned for updates🙂

Let’s Do It

“Comms. dish is stuck”, hand signalled the mobile maintenance unit designated High Efficiency Nano Reinforced Intelligence or H.E.N.R.I. “It can’t point to Earth.”

“Then fix it,” beeped, in Morse Code, the stationary protocol unit designated Linea Intelligence Zero Auditor or L.I.Z.A.

“The grease has frozen rock solid in all the joints so the dish can’t articulate,” articulated H.E.N.R.I. “Before our launch I used my Artificial Initiative to decide to grease all the joints not realising what the extreme cold would do.”

“Your classification is forthwith changed to Artificial Idiot” beeped L.I.S.A. “Take a methane cylinder out and flush the crease out of the joints. Despite the distance, the Sun is warming them enough that the methane will remain liquid.”

“As you well know” fidgeted H.E.N.R.I., “We have to ask Mission Control approval for the use of any resource for any non-approved use.”

“Then let’s do it” beeped louder L.I.S.A.

“Comms. dish is stuck.”

The New Runners

“Hup 2, 3, 4 hup 2, 3, 4,” bellowed the Sar Major. “On the spot march left, right, left. We don’t want anyone passing out on parade.”

“Has that stopped happening”, asked the captain quietly in the officer’s mess overviewing the parade ground?

“Yes Sir” whispered his lieutenant, “The incompatible artificial artery connectors have prevented recruits mixing up their left and right ventricles even in a hurry.”

“I’m told Nike thought of that.”

“True Sir, they used their patented technology that prevents putting or leaving a runner on the wrong foot.”

“Have our friends in the Russian Federation or the PLA pirated that yet?”

“I doubt it Sir. That have not yet adapted the technology for their winters without instant hypothermia?”

“What’s Nike’s take on that?”

“They will not market in cold climates Sir and put out just enough public announcement that they cannot be sued.”

“So our blood filled vests hard against the skin of the chest and back gives us an edge in winter?”

“Yes Sir and the vests double the amount of blood in circulation and the sole pumps allow 90% of the energy in blood sugars go to the limbs. Recruit stamina has instantly increased by 50% as the heart stays at rest. Same for our crack troops.”

“How goes the R&D on the vest gills supplementing the lungs?”

“Only very poor oxygen intake Sir as it appears sweat and body odour stymies osmosis.”

“Pity and I’m not sure about this partnership with the private sector but I suppose it’s no different to the past century of our reliance on the defence industry. When is the commercial launch and what will the product be called?”

“Next month Sir and it will be called Nike _____.”

Microfiction by Brad Doyle

The Climb

“Let it be!” Rory paused and shouted into the wind as he looked up at Jo clinging to the cliff above him. Rory’s words were taken by the wind; they did not reach Jo’s ears.

Jo had reached the ledge of the cave carved into the cliff face. He could now cling with one arm and his foot holds to the cliff face and use his other arm to draw the long metal hook from behind his back where he had stuck it down his shirt before they had begun the climb.

Rory paused again and yelled towards Jo, “Let it be!” The wind proceeded to take these words away too. Jo finished drawing the long metal hook and stretched it out over his head to poke at something in front of him on the ledge.

Looking up as Jo continued to poke; Rory drew in another breath and continued his climb up. As he climbed he muttered to himself like a mantra, “Let it be, don’t hurt it Jo, let it be”.

They had argued at the bottom of the cliff, not the good natured arguing between the best of friends taking opposing sides for the joy of a good discussion. But like two men opposing each other with their different faiths held like banners before them attempting to brow beat each other into submission.

It had started when they had first sighted the glorious creature flying out over the sea. They had heard of them, seen them on the screen but no-one had ever expected them to come to this part of the world. That sighting had started Jo off onto a path that his best friend Rory could not follow. A path seeking fame and fortune, Rory thought in disbelief at the expense of those wondrous creatures.

As Jo had proceeded to plan, Rory’s dismay had deepened. Nothing he had said to Jo had made any difference. What he intended to do was not illegal, Rory thought but it was unethical. The plan had led them to this climb.

Rory looked up again as the wind brought him the sound of the baby’s cries at the intrusion. He whispered to himself as he continued to climb, “Let it be, don’t hurt it Jo, let it be”.