Bonus Questions

[fianaclare]

During the entire semester (and in many previous semesters), I have assured my literature students that they would learn two things in my class, whether they liked it or not.  To wit:

1. What a digression is.
2. I am a geek.

And at the end of this semester, overtired, overworked, down-trodden, and down-hearted, I was making up my World Literature exam, and

Comments

[maccuswell]

Anyone with the name "Dr. Hennequin" has to be a geek. It's the kind of sci-fi name you see in novels full of particle beams and hostile alien life forms.

Dr Hennequin peered through the hatch into the derelict cruiser. Of course, there hadn't been a hatch thirty seconds ago, but her subfusion blasters handled that sort of problem with the ease at which an IRS auditor finds and mocks your arithmetic errors.

No movement within. Sighing, she retracted the stubby barrels into the arms of her exosuit and pulled herself in, activating the magnets on her boots to grip the floor.

"Ah, well," she thought to herself. "There's still target practice at the range."

[fianaclare]

You forgot the part about my Q-36 exploding space modulator . . .

But this is the first time anyone has ever said I belonged in an SF novel. :)