Empty Spaces (Star Trek: TOS zine)

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Zine
Title: Empty Spaces
Publisher: Bill Hupe and Peg Kennedy, "Please, no reprints or reproductions without the written consent of the author"
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Author(s): Marcia Pecor
Cover Artist(s): Teegar
Illustrator(s):
Date(s): January 1994
Medium: print
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Fandom: Star Trek: TOS
Language: English
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cover by Teegar

Empty Spaces is a Star Trek: TOS fanzine gen novel written by Marcia Pecor. It contains 143 pages. The color cover and interior art is by Teegar.

Summary

From Bill Hupe's fanzine catalog: "Color cover and interior art by Teegar; perfect bound. 'He sat up, blinking, wondering if he had fallen asleep. It wouldn't do to let his guard down now, as he neared the asteroid belt. No, there it was again - a subtle change in the feel of the ship. Instruments showed nothing, but his instincts were at red alert and he reacted instantly. Hoping his calculations had been correct, with no time to recalibrate, he slammed her into warp drive, simultaneously altering course... Kirk bit his lip, checking his instruments. They knew he was there. It was only a matter of time before they would catch up with him."

From the Editorial

I suppose every author has a reason for writing a story, admittedly or not. I have always admired the friendship among Spock, Kirk and McCoy and the special rapport they shared over the years of the original mission. Therefore I was dismayed at the change I saw in Star Trek: TMP. Where had the closeness gone? Why had Spock lost so much ground in accepting himself? What were the circumstances of McCoy's resignation from Starfleet?

I'm sure many authors have dealt with these questions, but in my limited reading I have failed to come across their explanations. Therefore I took it upon myself to examine the three friendships as they are subjected to tremendous testing and hardship. I wanted to show that the fabric of the relationships would not wear, but could be altered -- stretched as it were.

One other subject I wanted to broach was a tendency, among some writers, to exclude McCoy from the "close" relationship that Kirk and Spock shared via the mind link. Until I meet a Vulcan personally, I am not in a position to judge this as a physiological fact. However, I am of the strong opinion that psionic abilities or not, friendships are based upon much more than the efficiency of communication. This story, in measure, satisfies me to that end. I hope in its telling that it satisfies readers, as well.

Excerpt

He sat up, blinking, wondering if he had fallen asleep. It wouldn't do to let his guard down now, as he neared the asteroid belt. No, there it was again - a subtle change in the feel of the ship. Instruments showed nothing, but his instincts were at red alert and he reacted instantly. Hoping his calculations had been correct, with no time to recalibrate, he slammed her into warp drive, simultaneously altering course.

As the ship entered hyperspace and Kirk grew accustomed to the distorted star fields, the sensors registered something, a trace of what could be antimatter radiation, but it faded quickly. But that was enough to convince him his instincts had been right. What he had felt was the tag end of a tractor beam, just out of range, and, though touching his ship, unable to latch on. If he had waited only a few more seconds ...

Kirk bit his lip, checking his instruments. They knew he was there. It was only a matter of time before they would catch up with him.

Sample Interior Gallery