Every week we post six lines from a work of ours, a work-in-progress or published or a recommendation of someone else’s work with at least one LGBT character. Posted at Rainbow Snippets here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/963484217054974

We haven’t been to Demeter’s Bar for a while, my Gay bar where strange science-fictional tales are told. I promised something cool for the hot summer, so here are snippets from my story “The Mastery Of the Ice.” https://authorjeffbaker.com/2019/12/20/the-mastery-of-the-ice-by-jeff-baker-friday-flash-fics-for-december-20-2019/

I graduated about six years ago (Lanier said, sipping his drink) with degrees in archaeology and biology. In a roundabout way I found myself attached to an Antarctic expedition within a few months. A Sir Borthwick-Leslie, whose family had been Arctic explorers since Victorian times, was sponsoring an expedition to the Antarctic, what he called “the mastery of the ice,” and I signed on. It was a heady rush to be on such a prestigious endeavor and I was filled with excitement. It didn’t hurt that I had become involved with Carleton, one of the other young men they had hired, he from one of the British Universities.

Here’s more. (Where’s my parka, it’s getting chilly!)

The expedition went much as you would expect; a flight to the southern tip of Africa, then Australia, then New Zealand. From there we were flown to our base in Antarctica. It was then that we were told the true nature of our trip: the leader of the expedition had found evidence in manuscript, with ancient photographs, of a once-thriving civilization beneath the surface of the Antarctic. If we had a way, some of us might have left right then. But we were largely stuck there for the season. Somebody grumbled that we had traveled all that way “to follow some Edgar Rice Burroughs fantasy.”

Nice and cool, huh? Next week I’ll have something really wonky! ‘Till then—-jeff