"Mandalas on the 405", forthcoming from the July/August issue of Analog magazine.
"Subversion", published by EscapePod (May 2013). You should go read it, or listen to it (it's free). My cats wish part of me was playing with them with a laser pointer right now.
"The inevitability of jaguars" is available on Amazon for 99 cents. I wasn't just trying to capitalize on the regrettable popularity of "December 2012 Mayans" as search terms. I was also trying to snag the "jaguars" market.
My first-ever science fiction story, "The first ambassador", is available as a series of scanned images (thanks, Grandfather, for hanging on to this!). I was eleven when I wrote it. Original typos (as in, typewriter mistakes) and teacher comments preserved.
My second-ever science fiction story, "Tessie". About a girl inventor, a cat, and some bad physics. I started three or four sequels that I (of course) never finished.
Peer-reviewed articles in astronomical journals
Essays, Rants, and other miscellany
Let's be honest. That essay I had posted from high school English comparing and contrasting Hamlet and Raskolnikov? Booo-ring. Ditto some dull things I wrote about religion and or politics. Yawn. So I took 'em down. You can email me if you want them back.
No? Thought not. Here are some more entertaining or historically interesting offerings.
A Few Fish: An Essay on Time How I saw my future from 14 May 1998
C'est ca, le tourisme A delightful fictional romp through Paris with a bunch of high school students, written in high-school French. Come for the bad grammar, stay for the Eiffel Tower getting knocked over by a jet. (Seriously. That's in like the first paragraph. Then the story gets better?)
A report on the Revolutionary War Hero John Stark. So I wrote this report, using books from the UC San Diego library and stuff my dad found... somewhere. There are no references in the article. NO REFERENCES. No footnotes, no appeals to "According to Smith, [crazy unsubstantiated statement]". Ack. Well, anyhow, if it's on the internet it must be true now...
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