All we have is our pale blue dot

A look behind-the-scenes of Stories from the Hearth’s first ever collaborative episodes, and the making of The Pale Blue Dot (E07/08)

“Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us… The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.”

So said Carl Sagan, when describing the pixel-sized speck of almost nothing that was Earth, floating in a tiny pocket of an immeasurable vastness of space, in a photograph (taken by the Voyager 1 space probe in 1990) which became known as ‘The Pale Blue Dot’.

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Community, History, and Escapism: A Mission Statement

Stories from the Hearth is not just about storytelling, it’s also about building community, telling the history of storytelling, and rekindling our collective passion for this most ancient of traditions. This is our MISSION STATEMENT, detailing what we do, why we do it, and where we’re going…

Episodes are currently released every three weeks, with Episode #2 released on Sunday 31st January (31.01.21). You can tune in, follow, like, and subscribe on Spotify, Google Podcasts, Apple Podcasts, and almost any podcast app you use.

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Stories from the Hearth – Listen Here!

Mother Pearl and the Nuclear Disaster (Sci-Fi Horror) – Story #16 Stories from the Hearth

A love letter to Gojira, a post-Cold War parable, a tale of confinement, escape, and approaching catastrophe. Mother Pearl and the Nuclear Disaster is all of these things and more. It is the story of a child born into nuclear winter, a community obsessed with a giant pearl, a president with a woefully short memory, and a world entirely unprepared for the end. "Gather, my neighbours, and rejoice; fear not the night that lasts the day, for Mother Pearl shall be our guiding light, our torch in darkest need!"CW: reference to violence and birth defects from radiationStories from the Hearth is an experimental storytelling podcast, a free artistic space in the style of a painter's studio or writer's diary. It is a place for you to lose yourself in truly original short stories and their immersive soundscapes, written, narrated, and produced by Scottish poet Cal Bannerman.Stories from the Hearth will be back later this year, whilst Cal takes some time to prepare the next batch of stories. In the meantime, you can support the podcast by spreading the word and joining the community on Patreon:https://www.patreon.com/storiesfromthehearthpodcastWebsite: http://www.storiesfromthehearth.co.ukInstagram: @storiesfromthehearthTwitter: @Hearth_PodcastYouTube: Stories from the HearthEmail: storiesfromthehearthpodcast@gmail.comOriginal Artwork by Anna FerraraAnna's Instagram: @giallosardinaAnna's Portfolio: https://annaferrara.carbonmade.com/Thank you for listening. Please consider following, subscribing to, and sharing this episode, and please do tell your friends all about Stories from the Hearth.Some of the recorded audio in this episode is courtesy of http://www.freesound.org.
  1. Mother Pearl and the Nuclear Disaster (Sci-Fi Horror) – Story #16
  2. The Fox That Moved in Upstairs (Glaswegian Fauxklore) – Story #15
  3. The Art of Floating (Surreal Satire) – Story #14
  4. La Ville des Nuages Noirs (Magical Crime Noir) – Story #13
  5. The Bard – A First Birthday Special!

Welcome to Stories from the Hearth, a short-story podcast to help you escape the chaotic energies of the everyday; a podcast in which every episode you will encounter a brand new, original story – be it romantic, historical, or science fiction, fantasy, or speculative horror; where you will encounter stories packed full of adventure, misfortune, peril and triumph, loveable villains, roguish heroes, and all those in-between.

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Anomaly (The Script)

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ANOMALY

CAST

Pan – ship engineer on a solo cross-galaxy routine maintenance check (boring stuff); androgynous, non-binary, dressed casually (imagine spark or bricky or plumber, but in space)

Dual – ship’s computer, advanced AI, Pan’s companion

Distress Caller – unknown person in distress

SETTING

Cockpit of a small shuttlecraft. It is cramped and dark, with a single, small window facing out, from which comes a little light. The semi-circular desk for piloting the craft is a mish-mash of knobs and buttons, switchboard and computer parts. Pan is alone in their swivel chair at the flight desk, backlit by a couple weak cabin lights.

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Anomaly (2020) – Sci-Fi Short Film

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In Anomaly, humanity scours the far reaches of the cosmos for asteroids to mine and planets to inhabit, building spacestations as they go. For Pan, lone engineer, tasked with maintenance of the remotest outposts, life in outerspace is a drag. It’s hardly made more bearable by the constant presence of her AI companion, Dual – an acerbic autopilot with a dry wit and little else. When a rogue frequency promises an injection of adventure into an otherwise dull and lonely life, Pan leaps at the opportunity to track it to its source. Hyper-jumping to an unexplored region of space… what could possibly go wrong?

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Before the Cataclysm

‘I miss music the most. Real music. Synth. Bass. Heavy bass. Trance. Keys. Sub whoofers. Ecstasy. I miss ecstasy. Goose-bumps during work that day. Half a pill to get you ready. Meticulously crafted bombs, timed to bring you up as your heel hits the dancefloor and the track melts, entering your consciousness by osmosis. Baggies to dab from, keep you level, keep you on an even keel, keep you purgatoried between twilights. Glacial water on tap to swill powdered bitterness from your mouth, to run against the back of your neck and raise the hairs on your arms. Nothing but you and the DJ who, for all you care, is the messiah.

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