Entries by Beth W. Patterson

Blaster of Puppets

by Beth W. Patterson   “What’s wrong? Did your sense of humour dump you too?” I was too preoccupied with my skinned knees and bleeding palms to answer Jason. Portia, his ex for whom he’d left me, continued her annoying hyena laugh. I slowly rose from the pavement to face him. “Not at all,” I […]

Nodes and Modes

by Beth W. Patterson   There was no sound in space, but she felt the music of the spheres with her whole body. The starship had been programmed with pre-recorded songs to break the tedium. But she pined for live music, even more than she missed green grass beneath her feet, a crisp breeze, or […]