G. F. Kaye lives in Grand Rapids, MI, in a lovingly restored 1839 farmhouse. The work was all done personally, including the exterior, which is shaked in the traditional New England style. This has been listed as a "dying American Art Form. The author also paints in most media, and is a neighborhood preservation activist and avid gardener. Of Eastern European descent, the author has always felt a close affinity with the soil and growing things. Writing has been a lifelong off and on affair, with serious efforts being made since 2002. The author has since completed numerous works, and is in the process of final editing them and publishing them as e-books. "I only write when I'm having fun doing it," is the author's credo. The belief is that if the author is having fun writing the works, then people will also have fun reading them. This is reflected in the author's 'tongue in cheek' style, which has been referred to as a cross between the works of John Steinbeck and Mickey Spillane.
Diko decided to land the scout in a likely looking pocket of atmosphere conveniently near a cluster of the odd life-form's dwellings. All seemed to be working properly. There didn't seem to be anything it had to particularly watch out for, so it entered a landing pattern into the autopilot and sat back to watch. Unfortunately, it'd been, after all, a very long mission. Diko, an otherwise experienced scout, was understandably tired. So was its artificially intelligent ship. Preparing to land, it forgot one simple thing; to verify relative altimeter readings with a laser bounce. So, instead of passing over the small island of rock in its approach pattern by fifty tika or so, it slammed into the very solid granite at, in the local terms of the planet it was landing on, about four hundred eighty miles per hour, scattering the quickly sinking wreckage over much of the surface of the lake with a few small pieces even reaching the shore. Its last thought pattern, on registering the crumpling of its ship, will never be known, but it was very likely the Macaran equivalent of, "Oh, crap!"
An interstellar scout in need of a vacation, and a teenaged boy with an attitude that's recently wanted by protective services; what do they have in common?
A Mark 8 Implanted Bio-mechanical Environmental Suit - a sort of a space suit, to put it in terms an earther might comprehend.
So. What does it do?
Just about anything it wants to, especially to the poor schmuck who found it.
Título : A Little Revolution
EAN : 9780463131022
Editorial : G. F. Kaye
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