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I swear this isn’t a political rant (I know better than to engage in political ranting online) but I was arguing with my XY (because apparently I DON’T know better than to not argue with him) about Newt Gingrich’s comment on building a moon base and how everybody laughed at him.
Regardless of how you feel about Newt (I actually like orange-bellied newts, which we have in many of our mountain lakes here in Oregon; I won’t say how I feel about the Republican presidential candidate Newt because see above comment on not engaging in political rants, and YES I know he mentioned moon bases because he was stumping in Florida, home of NASA-employed voters) I’m bummed that so many people across the political spectrum have mocked the very idea of a moon base.
Sure, maybe a moon base isn’t practical from a financial standpoint or even particularly desirable on a scientific basis, but I wish the mention of a moon base made people sigh wistfully rather than scoff. I love Star Trek and Star Wars. I love the Mars rovers. I love the International Space Station. I could do without genocidal space aliens, but I kinda even loved the Predator alien in the 2004 movie AVP: Alien vs. Predator when he gives the human heroine a respectful nod at the end. (Did anybody else see the potential for a great interspecies romance there?)
I read a story once about how God made humans so they could look up at the stars, and it stuck with me. Maybe humans are just hopelessly restless creatures, but I love the idea that there will always be more universe — assuming the universe is infinite — to explore.
Beauty. Danger. Bold heroes. Flights of fancy. Coming together in pursuit of a greater good. Space exploration IS a romance novel.
Speaking of space in romance novels…
I have a science fiction romance novella out in a new e-book anthology, HOTTER ON THE EDGE!
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On the edge of space…
On the edge of danger…
On the edge of desire…
“Enslaved by Starlight”
by Jessa Slade
Transformed by empathic crystals into the perfect paramour, Benedetta Galil is the last treasure of her fading world. When raiders attack—seeking to corrupt the crystals and conquer all of charted space—she gives herself as a prize to the one man in the universe who values freedom over power. Mercenary sheership Captain Corso Deynah left oppression behind him on a burning planet and has no use for a sex slave, even one as seductive as Benedetta. But while he stubbornly resists her body, her fierce spirit tempts him, and he will risk everything—his ship, his seclusion, the very stars—to win not just her passion but her love.
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Since I grew up reading science fiction and fantasy, I’m psyched to have added a science fiction romance to my line-up of paranormal romances. The hero is all my favorite spaceship captains melded into one, so you might catch glimpses of Solo, Kirk and Reynolds here and there. Because I think a sexy spaceship captain might just be the thing I love best about space!
Share your favorite spaceship captain in comments and you’ll be entered for a chance to win an e-book of HOTTER ON THE EDGE.