Gerard DiLeo

Joined July 2021

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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!

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324 PsyLo: Part 4
SILO, populated by postwar generations of refugees of the great Yesterwar, was now into its 300th year. Safe and predictably secure, perhaps forever—and all that entailed—its people longed to rejoin Earth.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
323 PsyLo: Part 3
SILO, with its postwar generations of survivors of Yesterwar, continued successfully, now going on 300 years. Yet, its people longed to rejoin planet Earth. How long? they wondered.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
I'm Overwhelmed
Sure, I can do that. That's what I said to myself when the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge was launched. It seemed easy at first. All I had to do was relax and fetch one of the zillion ideas drifting through my imagination. Flotsam that had build up in my writer's mind faster than space debris in near-Earth orbit.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Writers
322 PsyLo: Part 2
"Still not safe," said the Curator. For 300 years, the Curator had been part of a nepotistic reality in SILO. Nepotism was the tradition and, in three centuries, each Curator had been an exemplar of wisdom, planning, and cleverness. The people of SILO had never had reason to challenge patriarchy, by which system their civilization ran.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
321 PsyLo: Part 1
Irony: PsyLo was named after a psyllid, a sap-sucking plant louse pest that jumps from plant-home to plant-home. As such, it was rumored to be an empty ICBM silo populated by "survivalists," now going on 300 years.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
320 Terraforming Mars: Part 8
“At least we can figure out what happened to them,” Renée told her well-wishers. “The attacks of ferropods on some of the colonists is not unlike what is seen in animal interactions with parasites, so this is where I come in.”
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
319 Preying Mandate: The Triumvirate
"Now that the truth has been proven beyond doubt," announced the Second Triumvir of the Triumvirate, "we will completely defund and dismantle NASA. And finally, after all of these years," he continued, "the myth of our landing on the Moon finally comes to an end."
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
318 A Winter's Tale: White-Out—All Colors, Altogether, All At Once
He'd never put much stock in the legends—how when a blizzard created a total white-out, demons would slip out of the frozen æther to do their evil work. It wasn't the storm that kills, the stories went, but the monsters within them.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
Home Note
There's a reason that home is where the hearth is, for leaving it is entering the cold. Like gravity, the warmth decays inversely with the square of the distance. And the road to atonality seems adventurous at first.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Families
Back At It
A gait as brisk As the wind so passing Bites my hands and face Back again So soon Just like last time But different as weather's caprices
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Poets
317 A Winter's Tale: Winter Snowmelt — Sublimation
Ice becomes water vapor instantly in a process called sublimation. It seldom happens with snow on the ground, which first melts into liquid. And the distinction between sublimation and the sublime is a linguistic side trip that has lost its connection.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
316 A Winter's Tale: The Snow Kept Falling—Orbital Wrath
The snow kept falling. We knew this day might come, but after thousands of years of sunshine and fair weather, we didn't know much about it. Some things stay the same so long that whole religions are based upon them.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction