This week I have the honor of joining several best-selling authors is presenting a Wednesday Brief.
Each week these authors are given a prompt and write a 500-1000 word short story or chapter around that theme.
Chapter 1 of my Wednesday briefs story, Love Across Time is now up. You can read it by clicking here.
Here is a sneak peek at what you'll find in chapter 1:
It is the year 2931. Man has finally woken up to see what was being done to the planet. All vehicular traffic with the exception of that which was provided by extremely expensive solar-powered hovercrafts has been banned. New transportation technology in the form the travellator system has replaced cars, motorcycles, boats, trains and aircraft. Only bicycles remained. What were once roads are pedestrian walkways and bike paths, lined with all manner of trees and other forms of plant life. Racism, bigotry, sexism, virtually all forms of prejudice has been eliminated. Even crime had been abolished.
Quite by accident an unexpected side effect of using the travellator system was discovered. Working off of the little-understood tesseract theory, it came to light that the system could not only transport a person from one place to another, but also from the present time to any point in the past, and possibly to some point in the future. This astonishing discovery created quite a controversy. Most people saw it as a way to go back in time and witness historical events first hand as they happened. There was a group of people, however, who saw it as a way to go back and change events by preventing the attack on Pearl Harbor or the attack on the World Trade Center and other events. What this group never considered is what effect altering historical events would have on present time. As this group became more and more militant, the government recognized the need for a way to police the timeline, preventing any changes in it, for even the most seemingly insignificant change could have disastrous consequences. Drawing from top law enforcement officials, military special forces members and leaders of the scientific community, the Timeline Preservation Commission, or TPC, which was responsible only to the Department of Justice, was created.
Ryan Edwards woke up from a fitful sleep. It was the dream again. The same dream he had over and over again. An unfamiliar, strangely dressed man was reaching out for him, calling out for help. The surroundings looked like something you'd see in an old movie. Weird. He shook his head, trying to clear the remnants of the dream from his head. I think I might need to talk to somebody about this. When I first joined TPC I was warned that I might start having strange dreams. Now I am. He thought to himself as he reluctantly pulled his body out from under the warm covers and padded to the bathroom for a shit, shower and shave.