And so, thus, I'll point you another's words: a nice article about SF writer Wilmar H. Shiras. If you haven't read "In Hiding," or the novel that grew from it, Children Of The Atom, you should.
Shiras didn't write a lot of SF (or anything else) and no one has assembled a collection. "In Hiding" has been widely reprinted but most of her later short fiction from the 1970s, mostly printed in a mag edited by Ted White, has not been anthologized. This is a pity -- in tone and theme, she ran well ahead of the pack.
As for me, I'm off to the cluttered tech core of starship Lupine,* to help install some new imaging widgets used by the Navs boffins, so we can experience the joy of a "live training" session before it all goes online for real a fortnight from today. The old widgets that are going to get replaced have become quirky and buggy as well as outmoded -- but Navs knows them better than you know your own favorite shoes. The new gear does ten times as much (in only twice the physical volume!) but it's got a steep and dirty-pool learning curve: if Lulu (or whichever of our dear, dear weirdos and savants) happens to pull the wrong cord, the whole system blows itself to-- Ah, well, not an actual explosion; it reboots quickly and we've got backups but you still kinda clench up when that BSOD appears.
(The preceding paragraph is mostly true, for certain values of "true.")
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