Tag: Fiction
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The Music of Babylon Blues
BABYLON BLUES, my current cyberpunk horror saga, holds a most unusual distinction: it is the first story I wrote that was inspired by music. The first time I heard ‘Babylon’, it was in Leonard Cohen’s ‘Dance Me to the End of Love’. One line goes like this: Oh let me see your beauty when the…
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Babylon Blues Part 14
Beyond Truth and Lies Deep in the desert at the heart of Nova Babylonia, sited at the furthest point from every inhabited city and settlement in the country, surrounded by sun-scorched dunes and barren mesas as far as the eye could see, there stood a curious structure. It was a cube. A black, gleaming cube,…
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Babylon Blues Part 8
Story Behind the Story The team reconvened at their secondary rally point. Hartsock National Park, a thin strip of green that bifurcated Cape Rockaway, an arm of land that jutted out into Babylon Bay and gently curled back like a horn. Located in the shadow of Babylon International Airport, aircraft screeched overhead at regular intervals.…
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Babylon Blues Part 5
Prairie Fire When the New Gods and the government were after you, paranoia became your way of life. Yamamoto led Fox on a long surveillance detection run. Following the textbook, they wound through alleys, stalled at green lights and sped through yellow ones, alternated their speed at random times. Yamamoto went one step further, hopping…
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Babylon Blues Part 3
Swords or Humans The operators of the STS lived a nomadic lifestyle. Each of them owned multiple safehouses, multiple vehicles, even multiple identities if the threat was high enough, all of them prepared and paid for by the Federal government. The moment they stepped outside the fortified STS headquarters, they played a shell game, switching…
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Babylon Blues Part 1
Cherchez La Femme Cherchez La Femme was the grand dame of the Babylon nightlife scene. The hottest women, the biggest sounds, the friendliest staff, they could all be found here. Celebrities and drug lords, salarymen and self-made men, there was a place for everyone who walked past its double doors. Including a washed-up former law…