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." Dr. Harshaw looked puzzled. "But you are a
writer. Uh... a literary writer perhaps? Plotless?"
"Me? I don't know how to write literature; I write stories.
For printout or three-dee or even bound books, but all sorts. Sin, suffer,
and repent. Horse opera. Space opera. War. Murder. Spies. Sea stories. Whatever.
Hazel and I are going to revive her classic series, with Captain Sterling in the
lead role. As always. So what's this noise about 'erasing' him?"
"You are not going to let him destroy the Galactic Overlord? You should,
you must, as the Overlord is every bit as evil as Boskone."
"Oh, certainly! First thirteen weeks. Should have happened years back."
"But he couldn't. The series was dropped with both hero and villain still
alive. Sterling has been forced to fight only a holding action ever since."
"Oh. Well, we'll fix that. Overlord delenda est!"
"Then what does Sterling do?" I started to answer, suddenly realized that
the question was not inquiry but Socratic. For each fine cat, a fine rat. A hero
of Sterling's stature must oppose a villain as strong as he is. If we kill off
the Overlord, then we must dream up Son of Overlord, with just as many balls,
teeth just as long, disposition just as vile, and steam coming out of his ears.
"I don't know. We'll think of something. Age him, maybe, and put him to
pasture as commandant of the Star Patrol Academy
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