In the sixth year of its ongoing mission, the Strange New Worlds writing competition has once again sought out exciting new voices and imaginations among Star Trek's vast galaxy of fans. After scanning countless submissions for signs of style and originality, the judges are proud to report that the universe of amazing Star Trek writers just keeps expanding.
Strange New Worlds VI features twenty-three never-before-published stories spanning the twenty-second to the twenty-fourth centuries, from the early days of Captain Jonathan Archer to James T. Kirk and his crew to the later generations of Captains Picard, Sisko, and Janeway. These memorable new tales explore and examine the past and future of Star Trek from many different perspectives. This year's contributors include such diverse life-forms as Julie Hyzy, Shane Zeranski, Penny A. Proctor, TG Theodore, Mark Allen, Charity Zegers, Juanita Nolte, G. Wood, Pat Detmer, Robert J. Mendenhall, Geoffrey Thorne, Russ Crossley, Louisa M. Swann, Scott W. Carter, Shawn Michael Scott, Brett Hudgins, Robert J. LaBaff, Paul J. Kaplan, Jan Stevens, Kevin Andrew Hosey, Elizabeth A. Dunham, Mary Scott-Wiecek, Robert T. Jeschonek, and Annie Reed.
Join Strange New Worlds in its thrilling quest to uncover the most compelling Star Trek fiction this side of the Galactic Barrier!
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Pocket Books/Star Trek
May 26, 2003
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Excerpt from Star Trek: Strange New Worlds VI by Dean Wesley Smith
Whales Weep Not
Chiz sat down heavily and leaned his head in his hands. His sandpaper beard matched the feeling in his eyes. He pushed the butt-filled ashtray to the corner of his desk. It smelled better than the taste in his mouth. The ringing of the phone deafened the pounding in his head. No way was he going to answer it. Forms. Hell, he hated paperwork, even more than the stakeouts. Even when they go good for him and bad for the perps. The phone persisted. The forms stared at him accusingly. Screaming phone. Forms. He grabbed the phone.
"Why won't you go check on that nice woman I've called four times now and you've done nothing. She's not brought me my paper for three days and that's not like her." The woman's voice screamed into Detective Chizum's ear even though he was holding it six inches away. Next time he'd fill out the damn forms. Four times, it seemed like twenty and he told her the same thing he told her before.
"Lady, she's a grown woman. She probably just went on a vacation or something."
"I always take in her mail when she's going any place. I tell you something's not right and I want you to do something about it."
"OK, OK. Give me her name and address." Too tired to care, he reluctantly agreed.
"Don't use that tone with me, young man. Her name's Gillian Taylor and she works at that whale place." He scribbled "Irving St." on the back of an old envelope as the lady rattled on.
"Oh boy," thought Chiz, "it just keeps getting better." Instead of saying what he thought he put a tired smile in his voice, "Whale place. You mean one of those seafood restaurants in the wharf area. She a waitress "
The woman breathed audibly, perturbed by the idiocy of the man. "The whale museum, you know where George and Gracie live."
"Oh, yeah I've heard of the place. Never managed to get over there." It wasn't exactly on his top ten list of things to do.
"Well, are you going to do anything or not "
"Tell you what, Mrs. Schimmerman, I'll go take a look at her place this afternoon and check out where she works," hoping that would placate her and get her off his back. He pulled the disgusting ashtray back into place while patting himself down for a cigarette. First he was going home long enough to grab a couple of hours of rack time.