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Sylvia Spruck Wrigley

Sylvia Spruck Wrigley was born in Germany, spent her childhood in Los Angeles, and now splits her time between Swansea and Spain. She spends her days marketing useful products and her evenings writing about the things she sees in a room that isn't there.

Ten Surefire Steps to Romance for the Workaholic Commuter Who Doesn't Make Time for His Social Life

*This public service video announcement was funded by MOAC and has been approved as "within limits for public posting" by the Union Public Transport System.* 1) Take the Commuter Honeycomb an hour early every morning. That gives you more time to meet people and you can always…

Jetpack

Tiffany forced a reassuring smile onto her face. "We're just going to feed the ducks," she told the nurse. "I promise I'll take her straight to the park and back. There won't be any trouble." The nurse raised an eyebrow at Tiffany. "There better not be. And be back before tea,…

There and Back Again

Project Goals Between the Dawn of Faerie and the Dominion of Men lies an adventure waiting to be had. We need your help in order to fulfill our destinies. We are a band of thirteen heroes who are determined to recover the treasure of our ancestors. In the process, we hope to…

Regarding your Position as our Third Year Teacher

Dear Miss Vesta, The board has reviewed your current contract and regretfully has come to the conclusion that you are not right for the position teaching third year students at the School for Off-World Learning for Space Station Children. In order to help you understand the…

The Sex Adventurer's Handbook to Kuiper Belt Resorts

Dear Author, I picked up your book, The Sex Adventurer's Travel Guide to the Kuiper Belt, on sale at a used book bulletin on frugalspacefarers.com. I now recognize that this was my first mistake. However, although I was aware that the book might be out of date, it didn't occur…

Robot's Revenge

From: no-reply@localhost To: [email protected] Subject: FSCK COMPUTERS! TAKE CONTROL OF YOUR FUTURE Are you tired of constant participation and interaction? BYTEBACK is here to help! After years of top-secret completely illicit research in isolated environments, we have finally…

We Don't Believe That They Are Friendly

=starttransmission To our foaming Excellency of the Gyst Our exploration continues but I'm afraid we do not have any good news regarding making contact with other bubbling civilizations. We have come to the conclusion that the current population on the planet system in…

La Paella

To Commissar Vance Whitelaw Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the United Nations Dear Se�or Whitelaw, I am writing to inform you of my role in the events on the Fedcom Reliant preceding the Peace Treaty Meetings on Tau Ceti last week and to defend myself of the charges laid against…

Dear John

John Smith c/o NASA Ceres Project Washington DC 20546-0001 Dear John, I'm sorry to tell you this while you are so far away (you must be at the outer reaches of our solar system by now) but I feel it is not fair to leave you wondering or worse, assuming that everything is fine…

I've Been Hacked

From: [email protected] To: [email protected], [email protected], [email protected] Subject: I've been hacked! Dudes, you would not believe. I made it to Venus for the Voyage Extraordinaire Retreat and let me tell you, everything you've heard about the…

Regarding Your Unexpected Visit to the Surface of an Apparently Only Mostly Uninhabited Planet

Dear Sir/Madam/Other, We regret to inform you that the damage you have claimed to your spaceship, mainly the ingestion of asteroid dust and various dents and newly ripped fuselage, is not covered in your insurance policy. The damage done to the space ship as you traveled through…

A Letter from Your Mother

Attn: Commander Reynolds I appreciate your promise to look after Eugenie (my daughter who is also a wonderful cook, by the way). I am sure she will be glad for the attention and try not to be any trouble. If I could ask you for one more favor, could you please deliver this to…

When the Selkie Comes

***Editor's Note: Cursing (& A disturbing tale for adults)*** My name is not Elisabeth. My eyes are not full of tears. My life has not just changed forever. My best friend is not dead. Mum screeches my full name like a fishwife, carrying over the howling winds of the bay, and…

Old Flames

Gunthar sat in stoic silence, a woolen blanket folded over his lap, facing the fireplace. Ada set her basket of fabric and lace onto the frayed rug and eased herself into the chair next to his, pulling it closer to the fire. He kept his eyes on the flickering flames. "So, it's…

Looking for a Knight in Shining Armor

I appreciate your showing up. I know. Putting that ad onto OKCupid probably wasn't the best way to deal with this. I just... I didn't know where to turn for help. Maybe I should have just explained outright, but I was worried you might not come. I'll tell you everything, I will.…