Meredith Harmon
Bio
Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.
Stories (201/0)
Old School Cybersecurity
I think I can tell this story now. Surely the statute of limitations has expired after all this time? Travel with me, if you will, to the wild and lawless days of the mid 1990's, when computer programming was becoming A Thing (and a job you could make money working at!), and headhunters were thick on the ground. The halcyon days when you didn't need a degree, because getting a Master's in Computer Science was quite difficult. Only a few colleges recognized it at all, and barely any college even conferred a Bachelor's. You got Mathematics instead. Ask me how I know.
By Meredith Harmon4 months ago in Journal
- Top Story - January 2024
- Top Story - January 2024
Operation Winter QueenTop Story - January 2024
To the Admiral of the Fleet: Admiral, I know this may come as a shock to you, but the operation is still active. I repeat, Admiral, this operation is still active. I have compiled what I think is a short chronological account from clandestine memos and his unfinished memoir. This goes back to MI19! I can now begin to guess why the Admiral refused to retire, and the rumour that he was a Baker Street Irregular is likely true. You'd know better than I do on that score. I know you have your hands full with his funeral et cetera, but I believe that this is the reason he refused to leave the office, and died in it. He was still on duty. I will continue to clean it out and look for more skeletons, but it seems everything else was assigned to others as he got older – except for this. Please read, this is urgent:
By Meredith Harmon4 months ago in Horror
Brightside Revisited
She slipped outside to have a late cigarette. Her latest client wasn't taking the hint, and actually expected his paltry money to allow him to sleep over in her bed. Hers! If he hadn't moved by the time she got back into the warmth, she'd have her servants throw him out. Time was precious, in her profession.
By Meredith Harmon4 months ago in Criminal