Yes, self, is is OK for you to remain all day in your pajamas. You are a writer. Writers are allowed to spend all day at home. When The Man complains why your annual income is only $5,000, cover your ears. Writers are strange.
Lately, self has added to her daily readings a dose of dystopian (that word again!) fiction. She’s read and re-read Catching Fire. She’s crawling through Divergent.
She suddenly remembers a short story from her childhood in Manila. She remembers the title. She googles.
There it is! The entire short story is available on-line! It was written by Arthur C. Clarke! Self never knew!
(The only thing about the story is — why does the little boy have to be called Marvin)
The story is comprised of these elements: the Colony. The “abyss of space.” Radioactive aftermath.
It is a very, very short story. Surprisingly short.
Here’s the link.