I finished work on my alien invasion story today.

It’s more an alien bombardment story, followed by what our heroes do to the aliens afterwards. Hint. The heroes are not happy about it.

It’s the first story I wrote in the immediate aftermath of the bombardment where it was the worst. Where Yosemite Station actually fell in my universe.

Los Angeles. New Japan. I rather like it. Well… I mean… I put the pour main character through a heck of a bad time, but that’s what us writers are known for. Right?