I’m not sure why Monday matters any more, but I always look at them as “Okay. Monday. Time to get back on the horse.” Particularly when I’ve fallen off. I talked a lot about kishotenketsu today.
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Shouldn’t the slogan more properly be “Join the Navy, see the Galaxy? There’s no intergalactic travel at this point, is there?
My four years in the Navy I did a fair amount of sea duty, serving temporary duty onboard a half-dozen or so ships: Belknap, Deyo, Wainwright, Saipan, Nassau, Guam, Richard E. Byrd. I transited the Panama Canal, saw the volcanoes of El Salvador/Nicaragua, the rain forests of Puerto Rico, the tourist islands of St. Maarten and Nassau, Bahamas, New York City for Fleet Week, Portsmouth England, Hamburg Germany, Rota Spain, and Narvik Norway in the winter – – sailing through Norwegian fjords is amazing. Saw the Northern Lights for the very first time. Saw more in those four years than in the 50 years since.
I have to guess that a Core Navy Worlds Sailor would see a lot of military orbitals and a lot of “civilian” orbitals. How big would the biggest Navy ships be in space? Would there be the equivalent of repair ships (Tenders) or would jump drives make that unnecessary?
For short stories set in Ishmael’s universe, you could revisit old characters and check in with them briefly. A short story in which Sarah Krugg is informed of the changed circumstances on St. Cloud, for example, would provide closure to those readers who want it, without going to the necessity of writing an entire novel on her further adventures. Plot summary – – Sarah is in a rut, realizes that, even with trading, that spacing isn’t something to do for the rest of one’s life, and her hands yearn for the touch of driftwood and snail shells again, the familiar scraping of the knife across wood…
Talking on my Monday morning walk…