I wrote Mons City Obituary as a flash fiction piece and you’ll love it as a celebration of classic space race-era scifi mixed in with some ‘lumberjacks in space’ characters. Here’s a quick description:
They found Jenny on Sunday morning. Her chunky form slumped against fabbed brick walls of the Temple Bar, a mile from her coffin-sized hab. No statues or grand parades. No plaques or Netflix biopics. Jenny died as she lived: poor but proud, alone but autonomous. Jenny’s mortal remains passed into the composting system to be reconstituted into valuable plant fertilizer within a day. None of this was a surprise. Her kids stopped taking her calls years ago and would probably say she deserved it. Those regrettable facts ignore the truth: Jenny saved my life. I’m writing this obituary to record the story that Jenny never got to tell.
Who is Jenny? How did she die? That’s what you’ll have to read Mons City Obituary to find out. Grab it for free on Smashwords or support me by buying it on the links below. Happy reading! 🙂