When I was 11 and 12, I vividly imagined a science fiction story about a group of precocious children and teenagers fleeing nuclear annihilation on a generation ship that they stole and staffed all on their own. I went so far as to vividly dream up a dozen characters, generate several story lines, and even tell some of it out loud to friends. (To their bemusement.)

I never wrote a word of it down, but if I close my eyes, I can still see that ship.

I think that was my very first ever, if unrealized, creative journey.


Writer. Runner. Marine. Airman. Former LGBTQ and HIV activist. Former ActUpNY and Queer Nation. Polyglot. Middle-aged, uppity faggot. jamesfinnwrites@gmail.com

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