We interrupt this episode for an important announcement!
Love Space Traipse, but hate the weekly format? Having problems remembering to get back to it because you like to skip a few weeks and binge read? So far behind that the thought of clicking through all those blogs to catch up sounds like too much work?
I have a deal for you!
I’ve compiled the stories into book format. That’s right! For the simple price of 2.99 (print: 8.99), you can enjoy Space Traipse: Hold My Beer episodes 1-4 wherever and whenever you want. Yes, there’s even a print format for those who read in the bath, pool or hottub. (Shower reading not recommended.)
Plus, these stories have been editorially remastered to remove typos and careless errors of a mad blogger doing freestyle typoing…er creative writing. From Intergalactic Dates to ship names and the Keptar/Kreptar debate, issues were addressed to make a more pleasant reading experience.
But wait – there’s more!
This book also contains a bonus story, “Rest Stop.” When the crew is in dire need of a break, a mysterious planet appears in the middle of a nebula. The away team finds it has everything they could wish for. But is getting everything you wish for a good idea for the crew of the Impulsive?
If you remember ST: TOS “Shore Leave,” you’ll love this new take on the plot. All I’ll say is it’s much more fun – and a lot more chaos – when the crew has some idea of what’s going on.
Leslie spoke in happy, admiring tones. Ellie knew it was more than her natural optimism. All of Security admired Enigo, even when he shot them and ran them hard. He just had that kind of charisma. Would she ever have that kind of leadership potential?
Remember. The bubbly, upbeat voice of an old cartoon character echoed in her head. You can do anything you set your mind to. If you don’t believe in yourself, who else will?
With a sigh, Ellie wandered toward the front of the store, where she’d seen a small book collection. When she rounded the tall display of maxi-dresses, she stopped short and gaped. A long-legged, slim-waisted, buxom woman in khakis and combat boots stood at the display, a book in her hands.
Barbie looked up with her trademark smile and flipped her perfect golden hair. She held out the book to Ellie. “I think this is just what you’re looking for. Remember: there’s only one you in all the universe. Be the best you there is!”
Dumbly, Ellie took the book and glanced at the title: Finding Your Leadership Style.
When she looked up, Barbie was gone.
So go to Amazon now and get it. Then pour yourself a cold one and enjoy redneck humor and sci-fun.