Knowing is Half the Battle, red and blue lasers are the other half.
Criticism can be a very powerful and valuable tool if you understand how to give it, and more importantly, how to accept it.
The plague of the Petroleum Era, the true bane of organized government
The first Renaissance was kickstarted by the Crusades and trade, the second Renaissance was fueled by a looming global crisis and international cooperation
7 things that make a work of fiction Lovecraftian, even if it doesn't deal at all with the established Mythos
There's money to be made ripping the past out of the ground and turning it back into usable reclaimed materials. It just takes the right equipment and the wrong people.
Aircraft vanished from the skies, and it changed the way war would be fought for over three centuries.
I have attempted several articles about the mecha of the Cosmic Era, and all of them have either died in development hell or were simply deleted. This, I hope, will be the one that I see through to the finish.
Just what it says on the tin.
collection of terms used in the Cosmic Era not large enough to warrant their own submissions.
A foundation 'Secret' of the Cosmic Era
The commericaly available firearms of the Cosmic Era
Meta Level submission about the nature of conflict in the Cosmic Era.
A stylistic writing challenge
A man:machine:moment article regarding the tank in the Cosmic Era
A very brief set of guidelines for writing material in or for the Cosmic Era setting
Programs, HoloFeeds, and S3 Sims from the Cosmic Era
A short fiction
One of the events regularly overlooked in the history of the Cosmic Era is the Population Contraction that was concurrent with the Second Dark Age.
Fedolf, the notorious headsman of Iddland, is known as much for his beheadings as for his operatic arias of doom. A tower of power, standing nearly seven feet tall, and weighing in at almost four hundred pounds, Fedolf strikes fear in all onlookers, especially when he dons his executioner's hood, and goes shirtless, wielding his gigantic double-bladed pole-axe, on his way to the headsman's block. He possesses a beautiful singing voice, and will often send off his charges into the next life, while belting out baritone dirges and antiquated arias, usually involving death, destiny, and duty, in heavy doses.