Daughter Moon

Kali, a skilled computer hacker on Daughter Moon, is womaneuvered into taking charge of the suicide mission to rescue the time traveler in trouble down upon Mother Earth.

Lunar’s resources are no match for Earth’s lifeless eNet computer complex which has evicted huwomanity from Mother Earth. But the time traveler who makes periodic unstable appearances (Goddess Kronos, the focus of the Moonie Religion) has a defensive 5K Field stronger than anything Lunar or Earth have. If the time traveler can be rescued and her 5K Field duplicated, huwomankind will be able to defeat eNet and reclaim Mother Earth.

Brought into the top secret meeting as a technical advisor, Kali makes the mistake of speaking up and giving her honest opinion of her leaders’ hopelessly incompetent plan. She is goaded into offering up an alternate plan of her own which she thinks just might be possible. Instead of getting demoted and kicked out, Kali is chilled to find herself in absolute command of the rescue, where she will go down to Mother Earth herself with her own picked team.

Kali’s team succeeds in rescuing the time traveler. Unfortunately Goddess Kronos is a boy. The only male in the solar system. “We can’t bring that testosterone infected creature back to Daughter Moon!” More difficult than rescuing the boy from eNet may be keeping him alive on Daughter Moon, which Kali must do, since his technology resists analysis. Another problem: one of the astronauts has already fallen in love with the boy.

DAUGHTER MOON is Old School hard Science Fiction at 122,840 words, with Matriarchy as the twist. All the Usual Suspects: Alien Invasion, teleportation, space battles, nanotechnology, virtual reality; a nobody suddenly given incredible powers; a struggle for the survival of our race and the future of the Universe; a Love more powerful and decisive than any technology.

[How did the future space-based civilization become dominated by women? Terrorism + Insurance Rates + Advances in Cloning. One terrorist can kill everyone in a 30,000 population space station. The male/female ratio of terrorists is 50 to 1. Sexual-profiling. Space habitats where males had no access to high security areas were empirically safer, with drastically reduced insurance rates, which made them economically more viable. Within a thousand years the verdict was clear: boys were just too dangerous to allow to be born. (Anyway, who needs ’em? We have TomBoys!)]