Busy week. Today I’m participating in a full day of meetings to discuss experiments at the world’s largest laser facility.
What does one do with the world’s most powerful laser complex? Well, I don’t want to give away too much right now. Early days, and all that. Let’s just say that when—not if—my plan comes to fruition, we won’t be calling it the “moon” any longer…
The only problem I foresee is that the moon really isn’t all that big from this far away, and my name isn’t as short as it might be. If I’m not careful, I might end up getting only two letters etched into the lunar regolith. Which means we’d start calling it, “Ia.” As in “Ia, Ia, Cthulu Fhtagn!“
Not exactly the evil plan I had in mind. I’m going for evil in the sense of ordinary human supervillainy. Not supernatural mind-melting evil from beyond the stars.
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