The Shadow of Victoria Lockhart

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Digital drawing. Silhouette of a figure in a dress with bell sleeves and a hoop skirt, holding up a parasol in the right hand, with a gauzy veil flowing to the right. Bright light shines from above and behind the figure. Extending below the figure is what appears to be a shadow. Leafy, bushy foliage frames the top half of the image, extending down either side of the frame into dark shadowy patches in the foreground and hazy patches in the background. The image appears to be right side up, but would still be so if it were flipped vertically.

Victoria Lockhart, like many of those in both the cast and crew of her feature film debut, had heard about their director.  His genius.  And his…moods.  That’s what they were called back then.  Moods.  And only directors were allowed to have them.   She’d been so excited on her first day.  Even after she saw him throw a chair at one of the writers.  Even after she’d seen him take a swing at the cinematographer.  Even after she’d heard him say things to his assistant in front of everyone that made the woman crumple at his feet in tears.  Victoria told herself that she would never trigger his ire.  She would make him adore her, respect her, and treat her as gently as he treated that favorite suede jacket of his. 

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The Renegade D.O.R.K.S.

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The newly appointed Captain Dorus gazed at his new crew, each one interviewed and hand-picked by him.  The not-so-hotshot pilot, Orson, who retired early after she was nearly killed flying into a star during a practice maneuver.  The experienced engineer, Rekha, whose tendency to tinker a little too much got her booted off the first four ships she was assigned to.  A doctor, Shade, who had no specialty because she kept getting distracted by new discoveries.  And the actor, Kellu, whose purpose there no one—including himself—quite understood. Continue reading