This relates to the SF story ‘Cairo Station’ and thus contains spoilers for those interested in maintaining their ‘narrative virginity’. For those unwilling to read through the story to date I’ll try to be as succinct as possible;
The story is set in a future where humanity has reached the stars and found nothing of interest. Apparently we are alone in the universe.
Cairo Station is a space station orbiting the planet Cairo (doh!), which is a military logistics hub. The station, never fully completed, is being mothballed due to budget cuts. Without a military presence the planetary economy is in free-fall. Anyone who can get out is making tracks.
The station was designed to house a strategic weapons system; a ‘neutrino cannon’ capable of striking at other worlds via the real-time communications network (tachyon wormholes). It didn’t work.
Cairo Station is run by an embedded artificial intelligence called ‘Stephen’. Stephen has learned that knowledge of the weapon system was selectively removed from his memory. He has recovered both the original specifications and the results of a small-scale (semi-successful) test. Stephen decides to destroy the station (and thus himself) before the cannon becomes fully operational. He considers the death of those transient civilians and personnel who cannot escape in time to be the lesser of two evils. The fact that his memory was adjusted previously now leads him to distrust the operations staff.
That’s the background and the point in the narrative I’ve reached (several postings on from the current stage on the Chrons). I don’t write from notes or plan out a storyline in detail, but this was one of the ‘stepping stones’ I started with and wrote towards.
The narrative main character is Sergeant Gary Cooper (his parents had a sense of humour); gruff, solid, career military – picture the Colonial Marines from ‘Aliens’. The station is set to self-destruct in 20 minutes.
His dilemma; get his squad to safety (group loyalty, no man left behind, Marine Corp ethos, etc.) or go looking for his ex-wife who he knows is trapped aboard (inarticulate regret, some wounds never heal, ah, ‘feelings’). He doesn’t have time to do both.
When I started writing I had this definite sticking point in mind and wrote towards it. Now I’m here I’m still no further forward in resolving the issue of what he does next.
Any suggestions?
The story is set in a future where humanity has reached the stars and found nothing of interest. Apparently we are alone in the universe.
Cairo Station is a space station orbiting the planet Cairo (doh!), which is a military logistics hub. The station, never fully completed, is being mothballed due to budget cuts. Without a military presence the planetary economy is in free-fall. Anyone who can get out is making tracks.
The station was designed to house a strategic weapons system; a ‘neutrino cannon’ capable of striking at other worlds via the real-time communications network (tachyon wormholes). It didn’t work.
Cairo Station is run by an embedded artificial intelligence called ‘Stephen’. Stephen has learned that knowledge of the weapon system was selectively removed from his memory. He has recovered both the original specifications and the results of a small-scale (semi-successful) test. Stephen decides to destroy the station (and thus himself) before the cannon becomes fully operational. He considers the death of those transient civilians and personnel who cannot escape in time to be the lesser of two evils. The fact that his memory was adjusted previously now leads him to distrust the operations staff.
That’s the background and the point in the narrative I’ve reached (several postings on from the current stage on the Chrons). I don’t write from notes or plan out a storyline in detail, but this was one of the ‘stepping stones’ I started with and wrote towards.
The narrative main character is Sergeant Gary Cooper (his parents had a sense of humour); gruff, solid, career military – picture the Colonial Marines from ‘Aliens’. The station is set to self-destruct in 20 minutes.
His dilemma; get his squad to safety (group loyalty, no man left behind, Marine Corp ethos, etc.) or go looking for his ex-wife who he knows is trapped aboard (inarticulate regret, some wounds never heal, ah, ‘feelings’). He doesn’t have time to do both.
When I started writing I had this definite sticking point in mind and wrote towards it. Now I’m here I’m still no further forward in resolving the issue of what he does next.
Any suggestions?