Story A Day May 2017 Drabbles

by Shan Jeniah

Due to the positive response to my Loveuary drabbles, and the requests for more of these little morsels. I've decided to do another series as part of my Story a Day May Challenge (more details in Chapter One). These will be solidly T-rated - nothing too frisky here. Mostly, they're a playground for me!

21. A Plethora of Objectives

Standard disclaimer in Chapter One.

*Note:

Author is running out of new words, so…. please throw me a few, or a bundle!

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Hello there, and welcome to Chapter Twenty-One of my Story A Day May drabbles! STaD is an annual challenge during which writers commit to finishing a story each day, all month (or adapt the goal, if that works better for them).

Once again, I'm not making progress as quickly as I hoped – sometimes life just doesn't cooperate.

But now I'm sitting with my writing group at a local restaurant where we meet most Sunday nights, and I'm going to get this post up before writing today's stories. Since I've been largely nocturnal lately, I expect to get another chapter or two posted in the overnight hours...and I'd love to be caught up by this time tomorrow…

We'll see. =)

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To make the challenge even more interesting, I'll be using the daily STaD prompt, and also prompt words given to me by...well, YOU, if you want to play! Lay 'em on me! I love making my brain work for its amusement!

The #StoryADay prompt for today is:

Write a story focusing on an aspect of society that matters to you/your story. How did society get to the place where this is important?

Word List:

kitndavj:

snorkel

custard

polysaccharide

neoprene

volleyball

aluminum

6ft of garden hose

boardshorts

scuba

impeller

glass bottomed boat

HUET (helicopter Underwater Egress Training)

Writing Group Members:

plethora

rhadamanthine

Writing Prompt List:

interview

And now I offer you...

A Plethora of Objectives

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"Once this damned interview's over, I'm living inboardshorts and neoprene. Perfect my volleyball form; snorkel; scuba dive. Turn my aluminum skiff into a glass-bottom boat; test my newimpeller design. TakeHUET training. Figure out how to turn custard intocrème brulee. Overdose on polysaccharides. Fantasize about my Vulcan Surprise Package."

The pain in the plethora of objectives was evident. Soval's own culture took a rhadamanthine approach to such offenses as Lieutenant Tucker was accused of. Would Starfleet?
It wasn't honorable to remain silent, when his testimony could exonerate an innocent man.

Soval's course was decided.

He must testify.