Sean Selleck
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Hobby writer with a love for genre fiction, focussing on prose and scripts with the occasional dabble in poetry.
You can find my science fiction novella here: The Final Directive.
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Year in (mini-)review - 2025 Video Games
Upon self-assessment, I probably put too many hours into low-value games that are not mentioned here (looking at you suite of Netflix, LinkedIn and New York Times puzzle games), which took away from the time I could have spent in other hobbies.
By Sean Selleck9 days ago in Gamers
In the Halls of the Apartment Queen
1A Mrs. Deidre Derrant trudged her way through the first-floor apartment hallway, grumbling to herself. Her stooped form took up half the width of the hallway. The pansy patterned dress she wore swayed from side to side as she ambled back to her own room. She shouldn’t have allowed that last man to rent 3C. He looked like a terrorist. That’s all those Muslims are good for anyway, blowing themselves up. The couple in 2B owe their rent today. She’ll collect it tomorrow; they were always a day late. She shouldn’t allow it, but at least they were consistent.
By Sean Selleck7 months ago in Fiction
All Thieves are Grey at Night
Two children faced the front door to The Meadows Bar and Lounge, the premium destination for adult entertainment down in the Asphodel district. The eldest child, a boy no older than six with a mop of golden blonde hair and large blue eyes, held a bundle containing a still baby less than a year old. They both watched the front door. AutoID tried to match the face of the boy and baby against an illegal link to Persephone’s central database, but found no matches. These two boys had not been pre-registered for Perserphone’s citizenship program.
By Sean Selleck7 months ago in Fiction
The Sleeper Agent
Detective Frost walked briskly into the room, taking a quick stock of his surroundings. Your standard Tokyo 'slightly-bigger-than-shoebox' apartment. There were two doors; one would lead to a bathroom and another to a bedroom. This room was the living area, dining room and kitchen all rolled into one. Dispensers lined one wall along with a microwave and a laser-cooker. Couldn’t make out the fridge, but it was bound to be hidden somewhere on the ultimate home-cooker’s utility wall. There were two couches with a coffee/dining table in the middle, all orientated towards the 98 inch media screen. The screen was currently showing a not-so-serious show about hunting robots and what looked like an email inbox.
By Sean Selleck10 months ago in Futurism
2024 Video Games - Year in (mini-) review
played a lot of games in 2024. This is mostly due to me taking parental leave from work in the second half of 2024 (which I recommend for anyone in general). You may ask how I managed to spend so much time playing games while looking after a baby full-time? Well, luckily my baby sleeps consistently and well. However, it’s still exhausting and there are still plenty of late nights, mid-night wake-ups, early mornings and times where you need to stay awake – for whatever reason.
By Sean Selleckabout a year ago in Gamers
2024 Books - Year in (mini-)review
At the start of 2024, I set out to read twelve books over twelve months. I figured this was a reasonable amount. I failed reasonably spectacularly (four out of twelves books read). Ninety percent of this was due to the birth of my second child in February, so I’m not going to be too harsh on myself, but I have reflected on that other 10%.
By Sean Selleckabout a year ago in BookClub
Looking Forward
Stretching his arms through the ajar skylight, Rami awkwardly finished wrapping the pH resistant tape around the pipe and funnel, re-securing it in place. He was cautious not to let more than his gloved hands and arms out from beneath the window which was shielding the rest of him from the rain falling hot and heavy on their corrugated plastic roof. Between the rain creating a deafening cacophony of noise, and his muffled breathing into the respirator, Rami could barely hear the train pass overhead. Looking directly up through the wet and dirty glass, he could see the twin headlights of the metro train shining out from either side of the elevated rail which partially shielded the rooftop from the worst of the rain.
By Sean Selleckabout a year ago in Futurism
