The January 2013 issue of Freelance Traveller, the free online magazine supporting all Traveller rules, published an article that I wrote! A while back I put a post on the Citizens of the Imperium discussion board with a alternate career option of School. The editor of FT saw it and asked me to submit it for the magazine. I did, although I admit that I took a long time getting around to it, and the editor had to add & clarify a few things, but they still gave me all the credit for it.
A little 'color text' to introduce the idea (also mine):
Professor Moldova stormed out of the department meeting, fuming.
Once again, the chair of his department had denied the funding to begin
Moldova's big research project. Twelve years, Moldova thought, twelve
years I've taught at this school, never less than full classes and
consistent commendations from students and teachers alike. That
fat-headed bureaucrat should never have been made department chair, but
he was more adept at playing office politics than actual teaching. I
think it's about time I got out of here, made some real money, and
funded the research myself. He stopped mid-stride, and laughed aloud, a
short barking laugh that caused several students to glance suspiciously
his way. Why hadn't he thought of it before? He had taught hundreds of
students the difference between a tritium injector and a thermal
induction coil, and they were mostly out there working on actual
starships, so why shouldn't he be? The large merchant lines paid well
for talented engineers, and offered shares as well. With the economics
lessons he'd picked up from dating the Investment professor he should be
able to make enough to fund his research in a few years, and wouldn't
it be nice to not have to wear a tie and grade exams and sit in
pointless meetings like the one he'd just left? The first thing to do
would be look up that Marketing professor whose family owned half of the
A month later, Mr. Moldova was assistant engineer aboard the Windegar liner Prospero,
outbound for a six month tour of the coreward regions. No more stuffy
suits, no more administrative meetings, travel, seeing new places and
finally getting to test the Moldova process for eliminating contaminant
buildup on the injector assembly.
Six months after that,
frustrated with the bureaucratic regulations that covered every aspect
of his job, reminding him of his former job, he left and signed on with
the subsidized liner Glorious Venture as chief engineer, with the promise that as long as the engines kept running, he could run things how he liked. A month later, the pirates attacked . . .