I’m still going. I’m to 56K now. I had one of my most productive write-ins this weekend at the Thurber House (previous home of James Thurber). The writerly vibes must have been strong because I wrote 4K in 3 hours.
This is not part of that. I wrote this about an hour ago.
Nanobots are completely Ceriodaphnia dubia in my mind in this scene. (In case you weren’t paying attention, I work in a lab. Cerios are water fleas). I just imagined I was counting cerio babies and looking to see if they were erratic or not. Don’t worry. Cerios don’t swim around in blood. Their home is the water and they eat algae and a yeast and trout chow mixture, at least in our lab.
Here’s what a cerio mom looks like. See all her little eggs inside?
Okay, this is nothing like what a nanobot looks like, I promise. But shrink her down to, say, the size of the ball in a ball point pen. Small, yeah? Then she releases all those babies. Imagine how tiny those are. That’s what I count in a cerio test.
So that’s the size I imagine Dean’s seeing these nanobots as, except he’s looking through a microscope to see them.
Here’s the excerpt:
He watched her pull out two vials from a small refrigerator in the corner of the room. Before it would have been possible for the average person to read the labels, he had already noted that one was Caleb’s and one was Lincoln’s.
Dr. McKinley took a glass pipette and drew a few drops of Lincoln’s blood from his vial and put it on a slide. She did the same with Caleb’s blood.
“Here, watch them under the microscope.”
Dean peeked into the eyepiece and put Lincoln’s slide under the lens. His blood was dark red and full of activity. This microscope wasn’t strong enough to see the nanobots in detail, but he could see the little gold specks moving within the blood, searching for something to do.
Next he put Caleb’s under the microscope, careful not to touch the blood, even with his gloves on protecting his hands from direct contact. Caleb’s blood was darker than Lincoln’s, but Dean didn’t know if that meant anything. What were really interesting were Caleb’s nanobots. They were bigger than Lincoln’s, though not by much. They were also pale gray and moved with erratic, shaky movements. He watched as one stopped and twitched in place, while another turned around in circles like a dog chasing his tail.
“What do you think it means?” he asked her.
Hope you enjoyed the excerpt and the look into my world 😉
Currently on new iPod: Jai Ho (You Are My Destiny) by A.R. Rahman and the Pussycat Dolls
Lots of love,