In addition to the WIP prequel novel, which is, maybe, fifteen thousand words from completion, a good chunk of my time is taken up by the never-ending, and mostly futile feeling, task of trying to get anybody to know that I, and my stories, exist.  It’s a frustrating battle, but I’m a writer.  I’ve become somewhat proficient at beating my head against the wall for the greater good.

In other posts, I’ve talked a lot about Hyperion and his antics in Road Kill and the other (coming soon) novels.  Today I’m going to shine a little light on poor Thomas McElvaney and his travails going through, literally, a second childhood in Twice Told Thomas.

The following snippet is entirely fictional and bears no resemblance to an actual, infuriating event from my elementary school memories.

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This made it difficult to interact with his peers as if he truly was one of them, but it was better than arguing with Mrs. Fallon that Hawking Radiation was real and black holes could and did evaporate. Even the school library’s copy of the March 1974 Nature article by Hawking himself could not override the fact that the textbook (and by extension, the teacher) was always right. All that discussion had gotten him was a D- on his ‘Interesting Things in Modern Science’ essay, and a letter to his parents about his aggressive attitude and lack of respect.