James Zimmerman

Day 8

Prompt: She liked to fit people into the world like puzzle pieces. “You’ll work out perfectly here,” Amelia said. “It will be cozy, with just you two in this office. Kyle, this is Patrick. Good luck, I know you will be wildly successful.” She closed the door. It made a hollow sound that echoed inContinue reading “Day 8”

Day 5

Prompt: The story of how your parents met, transposed into the Victorian era. It was a cold day on the cricket field. The win blew fiercely. Norma sat in the stands freezing despite her many layered dress and mink stole. Her wide hat pushed up a bit to allow her to watch the ebb andContinue reading “Day 5”

Day 4

Prompt: “His wife was having tea with the King and he didn’t know about it.” Liam woke up. He lazily stretched noticing that his wife had already gotten up. The house was quiet and that was unusual. She usually was playing some God-awful music, “Suspicion” or “Blue Suede Shoes.” Why couldn’t she listen to homeContinue reading “Day 4”

Day 3

Prompt: The language of flowers, pajamas, a secret passageway

Day 2

Prompt: “Smoke hung so thick in the library’s rafters that she could read words in it.” Amelia dejectedly closed the book. “Ugh, can’t anyone write something good. This is awful.” She said quietly. “What words would be in the smoke? It doesn’t make any sense.” You looked around the library. Everyone was reading. Here aContinue reading “Day 2”

Facing Down the Butcher

Personal Log Stardate 74033.8 Gul Dukat. I saw him. I talked to him. I bandied words with him. I feel sick. The one Cardassian most responsible for the rape of Bajor and the murder of its citizens, the one Cardassian I least wanted to meet (or is it most wanted to meet?), is sitting inContinue reading “Facing Down the Butcher”

The Stuff Nightmares are Made Of

Captain’s Log Stardate: 47032.8 On orders from Starfleet, we were sent to investigate a derelict Cardassian transport. Upon locating it, we discovered it was heavily shielded but listing in space. Unable to raise them or use our transporters, I ordered Commander T’Laan to form a boarding party–Commander Alder, Lieutenants Yol, Jiang and Kubbis. One ofContinue reading “The Stuff Nightmares are Made Of”

As One Mystery is Solved, Many More Appear

Captain’s Log Stardate 47032.9 While investigating a century’s old distress signal, we came across a star system, with a class M world, orbiting an unstable wormhole. We detected a ship or object in the wormhole but couldn’t tell much more without moving closer. We focused instead on the M class world. There was one lifeContinue reading “As One Mystery is Solved, Many More Appear”

A Long Forgotten Voice

Captain’s Log Stardate 47032.5 We’ve departed Starbase 214, well rested and eager to face the unknown. Our one year mission in the Argaya region will no doubt test our mettle, but crew and ship are well prepared. Looking forward, I see my senior staff developing into a cohesive team and though some of the youngerContinue reading “A Long Forgotten Voice”

Chomping at the Bit

Personal Log Stardate: 47030.7 We are just about ready to depart from Starbase 214. The minor damage that the saboteur caused has been repaired. As I reflect on the whole incident, I can’t help feel how the Prophets guided us. Although there was a few injuries, it could have been much, much worse. Additionally, weContinue reading “Chomping at the Bit”