Michael was born on April 1st, 1968 in Detroit, Michigan. Though the years he has lived in many places, both in the states and overseas. He joined the Army right out of High School where he served as a turbine engine mechanic, military police, and Calvary Scout. This included serving in Saudi Arabia for Desert Storm and Bosnia. Out of the service he spent time as a bookkeeper, corporate investigator, telecom engineer before returning to one of his earliest loves, computer programming. While he was getting his degree for that he worked at a Subway. He brings all that experience and is driving thirst to read about almost everything to his writing. While his writing is science fiction, it is firmly based on good scientific theory. He hates reading stories where the author ignores how things are or actually work just to move the plot forward so strives to avoid those at all costs.
Imagine you are part of a race who's natural abilities include being able to test the "Ether" to know if something was true or not. And being able to share directly, mind to mind, not only what one saw but what one thinks and feels. One that pushes truth and honesty. You could easily see how they may have only one or two news sources per planet.
Now imagine them coming to Earth.
Firing of the Crucible
Checking the net she saw that Neaysa was taking Ceeda’s challenge to impress her to heart. The feeds from Terran communications were already up. She clicked on the one labeled “News” and was a little surprised that it presented options by location. She recognized some of them and scrolled until she found the area mentioned in the files: US of A. The next list of prompts caused her to frown a little. “How many feeds can they have?” The list included choices to sort by name, affiliation, location, purity(?), and several others. With a little trepidation since she didn’t know exactly how many there could be and didn’t know what the other headings were referring to, she tapped by name. Her screen filled with columns of names. Almost all were obviously abbreviations for something that meant something to whoever put the list together. She had no idea what to pick and was going to pick one at random when a familiar word jumped out at her. “Is not that a small animal on this planet, known for getting into places it should not?” She shrugged, and clicked “Fox”.