At the Berkeley Marina

In which genre is the story told? 

The Origin series dismal view of the future suggests Gothic without the cliched horror of Poe.  The romantic sexual relations which the characters resist and crave suggest Soft.  The third person active voice, speaking in the present, in the now as the Taoists say, expresses Passionate Realism.  Think SciFi-Post Modern-New-Weird-Speculative-Fiction.

The three novellas, Human Hybrids, Dangerous Visions and Wasted Time, will be released in 2019 in a boxed set!


 Rick’s home away from home is the  Baywatch , a 1979 37.8 ketch which sleeps six, but he rarely has guests. Here he’s hooked up his network through a stack of servers on Coast Guard Island, ten miles away in San Francisco Bay. Rick’s network hack is a reverse  Cherry Blossom , the CIA spyware, creating a virtual firmware fake ID for his server and mirroring it back through the Coast Guard servers. This allows him to monitor and redirect internet traffic remotely, using the Coast Guard’s own encryption tool to disguise and prevent his detection.

Rick’s home away from home is the Baywatch, a 1979 37.8 ketch which sleeps six, but he rarely has guests. Here he’s hooked up his network through a stack of servers on Coast Guard Island, ten miles away in San Francisco Bay. Rick’s network hack is a reverse Cherry Blossom, the CIA spyware, creating a virtual firmware fake ID for his server and mirroring it back through the Coast Guard servers. This allows him to monitor and redirect internet traffic remotely, using the Coast Guard’s own encryption tool to disguise and prevent his detection.

Excerpt: 

Rick Martin disembarks at midnight from the nonstop Washington, DC (IAD) flight into SFO with his carry-on bag and exits at the long-term parking level, walking straight to his new GMC Sierra pickup, black, two-seater, hybrid, efficient and powerful, a keycode lock on driver’s side door and identified with a California government plate.

It takes an hour to drive from the airport north on Highway 101 to Oakland Bay Bridge and north to the Berkeley Marina, 23 miles, arriving there at 1AM, in the dark with no one to see him. A wet and salty condensation coats everything he touches, the keycode locking gate at the top of the marina, the handrail down the gangplank, the hatch dog, and every surface inside the ketch, Baywatch, he calls home away from home.