Emily and Alice, one of her very verbal, dopey black lab mixes. (Emily is the one on the left.)
Emily McCosh is a dedicated daydreamer (read: storywriter), and spends her days studying graphic design and evenings and weekends with her head in the clouds. She may love cheesey action movies. The stories she writes mainly consist of outer space or high fantasy, and her characters need to learn some manners. She is pleasantly surprised to say that her other daydreams can be found in such places as Beneath Ceaseless Skies (forthcoming), Galaxy’s Edge, Nature: Futures, and Daily Science Fiction, among others. Visit her Published Story Awesomeness page to find the complete list.
She occasionally chatters about writing on her blog, makes snarky remarks and posts too many GIFs on Facebook and Twitter, and wouldn’t mind a wave hello on any of these.
The rain here is clear as anywhere but likes to awaken the dormant algae growing invisible on every surface. The shuttle-pad is already shimmering purple when my baby brother gets his boots wet. I stand inside the shuttleport, watching Isaac slosh about like the ten-year-old he was when I left. He uses his cane to swirl the water while I try a little not to laugh, and mostly not to cry.