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- 1 - The Inventor Milford Pond was sitting at the dinner table struggling with paperwork. The otter was grumbling under his breath. “Blasted form! Who designed this thing??” “Dinner’s getting cold,” Daisy said gently. “Can’t you leave work at the office?” “Sorry, dear. I have to finish...

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe crossed with 2001: A Space Odyssey. Bowman had walked down into the excavation where the object stood. It was an immense wardrobe. He carefully placed his gloved hands against it. Suddenly there was a loud, continuous roar. He futilly clasped his palms...

It's more a place for a variety of people to post a variety of silly ideas. But what ever floats your ship. Or holds up your boat. Or.... ;-) Oh pooh!

That's the first time I gave a second look to your third post in the fourth galaxy. I need a fifth. ;-) Welcome back!

Mr. Scott increased the gain on the transporter and engaged the beam. He gave the members of the landing party a worried glance as they materialized on the pad and sighed with relief to see they were all there and standing upright. "That was quick, Captain. Didn't you find what you were looking...

Kirk stood nervously in the observation lounge, watching the barren rusty curve of the dead planet below and the silver stars receding into the distance. Scotty came in and approached him. "I brought the device." "Thank you, Scotty. You've never let me down." "My, aren't you looking fit in...

Kirk sat alone in his quarters. Spock came in and spied him reading a well-worn copy of "Jonathan Archer: Man of Destiny." "That manuscript is rather fragile. We have that book in the ship's library on tape." "I know, but nothing beats the smell, the feel, of an old book. My father bought this...

Kirk was hosting his second meeting of the senior staff that day. The strain was clearly visible in his face. He took a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh, eyes closed. "I hope you have good news for me, Mr. Scott." "Helm control is still locked out, sir. I have some of the lads working...

Kirk headed aft. People passed him in the hallway, and as Captain of the Enterprise he was used to people glancing at him rather than politely averting eyes. Still he could not shake the feeling that the looks he got were silent pleas for help from people who knew their life was in his hands...

Aramis smiled for the first time since they had awakened him. "More blue. Like turquoise. Yes, perfect. And the grass was taller, thicker, and a darker green." He was entranced by his ability to paint a living landscape just by talking to "Mister Computer" who lived in the "arch". "I wish I were...

Aramis stood in front of the large window in the Observation Lounge, peering down at the sad remnants of his once proud world. "I did not know you were gods too." "Not gods," Dr. Haupmann said. "And yet you walk among the stars like Celeste." "These days many people walk among the stars. I'm...

There was another chamber leading off from the main area, separated by nothing more substantial than a bead curtain. With her exuberance overcoming Starfleet protocol, Janet pushed the veil aside and stepped quickly into the room. "Oh my Lord!" Kirk came through behind her and looked upon the...

Beaming into a new environment is always apprehensive. Given the hostile conditions of the planet a few meters away, it was doubly so. The security guards checked the perimeter, the Captain checked the environment, and Doctor McCoy checked himself, reluctant enough at having his molecules sent...

Kirk looked grimly around the table at the faces of his senior staff. He loved surprises, but not those that added to the length or complexity of a mission. "Are you saying someone's down there?" "The force field was carefully masked," Spock said. "It is strong enough to screen out the solar...

[Captain's Log, Star Date 5032.4. The Enterprise is observing Gamma Lyrae, a star that is about to go nova. While we are here, Dr. Haupmann is conducting detailed sensor sweeps of Gamma Lyrae IV, a Class G planet that was once Class M. Its surface is marked with several large features which may...

Back when James Cawley was astonishing the internet with his professional quality fan films to carry forward the fourth season of Star Trek, I wrote this pitch for consideration. Unfortunately the window for submitting materials had passed, so this sat in a drawer for about 15 years. Here is...

I look forward to this. Long, long ago I actually wrote a Star Trek episode for one of James Cowley's excellent productions, but the window had closed on script submissions. I may publish it on TDL sometime if there is interest.

Ride forth, O Coppery One. We look forward to seeing new ink here. Which, I must say, is something I'm up to as well in my new Narnia story "Harrod's Bend".

Congrats on your return. We look forward to your writing.

So Ilya has more than one appendix? Messy business that, especially if they get inflamed.