My Interstate Travel & 024 Melissa Hickson Publishes Again and Again (Agent Amanda Story)

Good Morning Ted and Jody:

 

I ended up making the trip to the audiologist in Portland by myself.  We got less than a quarter of a mile from home when Nancy said she was feeling a bit queasy.  So, I turned around.  She got medicated (not the preventative med, but the one for onslaught) and seemed to have a much better round this time—at least shorter.  I will be taking her down to Vancouver today to see a specialist.

 

Peter, my audiologist, determined that the left hearing aid is weak and has a background hissing noise.  So he is sending it in for the “factory” to do its stuff.   He hooked the right one up to the computer and made some adjustments in his version of Photoshop for the ears and it is not clearer.  I will go back in a week to ten days to see what the factor was able to do.  In any event, I am eligible for new ones on October 16th this year.  So I made an appointment for then.

The trip down and back with the time in Peter’s office took just over 5 hours.  I went down on the Interstate and came back on the Oregon Side, Cornelius Pass Road to US30 to Rainier, OR where I crossed the Columbia River over the Lewis and Clark Bridge into Longview then home.  On the way down it took 2 full hours including a stop for gas.  Returning home took just over 2 hours during rush hour!  Cornelius Pass Road is the way to go to get out of Portland, at least in this direction.  

 

I stopped in Rainier briefly and took some shots of the bridge.  The first attached, however, is not of the bridge and slightly different; and I like it better than my shots of the bridge. (low angle of the only spot of sun in the area)20170301_171141 ns email.jpg I am also enclosing another shot I took in the Mast Head Restaurant from Monday when Nancy and I had dinner there after her massage20170227_174131 email.jpg (also a bit different from the usual mundane scenes of the Pacific Northwest that I usually take).

 

I trust this finds you in good spirits, well, and looking forward to an early Spring.

 

Warmest regards, Ed

 

024 Melissa Hickson Publishes Again and Again

Fiction in 902 words, by T. Edward Westen 2017

 

Sheena Carwood drummed her fingers on the table in front of her as she waited to be connected to Walter Johnson.  She also reviewed the summary of ‘submissions changed originality scores’ on the Accumulated Writings Data Base between submissions of the same manuscript.  Since she had instituted a check box, some 14 manuscripts now showed up in the category that formerly had only five.  Her connection finally came through and Walter Johnson’s faced appeared on the screen.  “Mr. Johnson, Sheena Carwood, I’m Director here at AWDB (Accumulated Writings Data Base).”

“Yes, I remember you,” replied Walter.  Without greeting Walter asked, “Have you found out what is happening, to cause the differences in the originality scores of manuscripts submitted by authors and those same manuscripts submitted by publishers?  It is some kind of manipulation of the data base by the publishers, isn’t it?”

“If it is the publishers have enlisted a time traveler to do it for them,” replied Director Carwood.  “I put some checks in the system to tell me two things, when the manuscript was entered and if it was in the system yesterday.  I can tell you that in all cases, since I put the checks in the data base, manuscripts with formerly original scores now receiving plagiarism notices were added between yesterday and today, but with valid copyrights in the period 2010 to 2015.  How I did that is a bit complicated, but suffice it to say, the manuscripts were entered in the 21st Century, but they were not in the data base yesterday.”

Walter interrupted her, “Are you telling me that someone in the past is copywriting these manuscripts from today?”

“It looks that way as impossible as that is,” replied Director Carwood.

“Time travel is real,” Walter stated firmly.  “My brother-in-law, Anderson, is an agent of ATI and he took me and Shirley on a little time trip to a Thames Frost Fair sometime in the mid-18th Century.”  Walter paused, smiled and continued, “It was a lot of fun.  We dressed for the period and warmth.  Ate food from stalls on the ice. It was one of the most enjoyable evening we had all year.  Sometime I would like to go back and listen to the people talking in early English.  Their accents are a hoot.”

No, I didn’t mean time travel was impossible, I meant that it is impossible that parallel activity in the past would show up at all.  The past, despite the fact we can visit there, is, well, past.  Things that happen then should not parallel things happening in my data base now.”

Walter said, “I’d bet the publishers have an agent going back and doing that.  I’ll have my brother-in-law call you.

Director Carwood held up her hand and began to speak “No, I’ll . . .”

But Walter had cut the connection and said, “Computer connect me with my brother-in-law.”

The computer replied, “Special Agent Fleishman is not available.  He will be available in 3 hours and 43 minutes. Shall I try to connect then?”

“Yes,” Walter replied.

Director Carwood mumbled under her breath,

“Silly, author.  This needs to be an official request.  Laws have been broken.”  Then more audibly, “Computer connect me with the Director of The Agency for Temporal Integrity.”

“I am connecting you with Director Meacham at ATI,”: Replied the computer.

Director Meacham appeared on Shenna Car wood’s screen.  “Sidney,” she said.

“Sheena, what a pleasure.  How are you?” asked Director Sidney Meachem.   “You know we haven’t played bridge sine you and your husband were over last year.  Martha and I have been talking about doing it again.”

Sheena chuckled, “Yes, I remember when Tom was fourth, and the bidding was one club to him and he asked for a review of the bidding.  What a hoot.  But, I didn’t call about that.  I have found a a potential time integrity problem in my data base.”

“Tell me,” said Sidney Meacham.

“If you look at the data on the screen, you will see am author, Melissa Hickson, publishing some 14 children’s books in the early 21st Century.  The thing is 9 of them weren’t in the data base yesterday but they are today.  But, and get this, they were copywritten between the years 2010 and 2015. They should have been in the data base not only yesterday but for 600 or so years.  They just showed up overnight.”

“Why is this important?” asked Director Meacham.

“The only way this could happen is if someone took material from now back in time and published it before it was written.  They are stealing royalties from current authors.  It could be a single rogue author, publishers, who knows? But it is happening.  So, it falls into your lap, Sidney.”

Director Meacham nodded his head. “Sounds like a case for our agents.  I’ll put my best agent on it.  Computer save the information on the screen.  Sheena, we must still pay bridge again.”  Director Meacham waved his hand and said, “I’ll keep you posted.”

“Thanks Sidney, I’d appreciate it, I’l have Tom call for bridge,” replied Director Carwood.

Returning to his transporter base,

Special Agent Fleishman found his message light flashing and the information on his screen that calls were pending from his brother-in-law and the ATI Director.  “There goes any chance for some much-needed rest,” he said outload.  He then immediately pivoted back three hours to catch a cat nap first. 

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6 Responses to My Interstate Travel & 024 Melissa Hickson Publishes Again and Again (Agent Amanda Story)

  1. beetleypete says:

    Aha! So the Special Agent is also the brother in law? I liked the way that he went back in time to take a nap. That has some great possibilities.

    The photo of the red ship is great. The colours are rich and dark, and all come together so well. Nice work, Theo.

    I hope that Nancy has recovered now.
    Best wishes, Pete.

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    • Thank you.
      Looks like there is a tight, closed community in the future with everyone related to everyone else. But then with a brother-in-law who is a time traveler I wonder why Walter Johnson didn’t start with Anderson Fleishman? Naps are important. Almost as important at HC&M. 🙂
      I had started back to the Ridgeline and saw the shot of the ship through the trees. I need to wander around with my camera a bit more.
      Nancy appears better. I take her to the ENT doctor in an hour or so.
      Warmest regards, Theo

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  2. My favourite Agent is back! Now we’re cooking on gas! I like your night shots, they’re lovely, the red ship is fab. Yes, get Nancy sorted ASAP, can’t have 2 of you incapacitated at the same time. Hope your audiologist sorts out the clarity issues in your aids, are they BTE’s RIC’s or ITE’s?

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    • Thank you.
      I am messing with the shot from the Mast Head, the lamp in the window, to abstract it.
      BTE, a Siemens pair that communicate with each other and I can Bluetooth with cell phone or other audio sources though a thing I hang on my neck.
      Yes, it is not her turn for another 36 years! So, we have to get her well fast. Thanks.
      Warmest regards, Ed

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  3. Eddy Winko says:

    Time travel napping, oh what a joy.
    I went on a child roundabout as Malina pushed me round and round for a while, if the feeling that I had when I got off was anything like vertigo then I wouldn’t wish it on anyone, I hope that the Drs can provide a fix for Nancy, and indeed for your hearing aids.

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