Category Archives: Musings

Year 2021

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It’s rather funny how we humans view time cyclically–each revolution our Homeworld makes around the sun marks a new year and when we reach the same point we entered it at, we ourselves gain a digit. The numbers tick up, providing both reference and weight. Things (happenings, mistakes) tend to repeat themselves, and that too lends a cyclic quality.

But time isn’t really like that, is it? Its true form is likely something we cannot conceive with our dimensionally restricted minds. As a thought experiment, however, I sometimes like to try and imagine time as an incline we’re all marching up; somewhere along the incline is a sudden cliff. Where’s yours?

Welcome to 2021, a year of great, great things! SHELL will be coming out of its :.burrow.: and into the light of day. Will it stand? We’d like to hope so. We’re optimistic. But only time will tell.

On SHELL (1)

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Revisions and revisions. The process that began back on–excuse me while I consult the original, handwritten manuscript–August 9, 2016 is slowly coming to fruition. Each pass through the text, stitching, eliminating, altering, infusing, reveals a more polished exterior; the sculptor, once chipping away at a rough hunk of marble, now passes finer and finer grit sandpaper over its surface. The resulting work is much smoother to the touch, though not without its odd burrs and subcutaneous imperfections. Those may never go away completely.

Because nothing is perfect.

There will be a time when the sculptor will lay down his sandpaper and step away from the finished product and remark “Well that isn’t quite right, but it’ll have to do.”

It’s all an experiment of a grandiose degree–one which we are rather proud of (though humble).

And it’s coming.

Still Beating

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After months I’m here to provide a long overdue update. What on earth is it that we’ve been doing? To put it simply: writing. We’ve been writing.

The final build process for SHELL (coming Summer 2021!) will commence this December. Until then we’ve been penning away at the draft of our fourth book, The Smith (release date TBA), and lemme tell ya that one’s a whopper. The Smith is a book about things lost and things found and other things just showing up unannounced. But why talk about The Smith when SHELL yet slumbers? We’re getting ahead of ourselves here.

SHELL is a tale of homogeneity and what happens when an alien substance is introduced into a comatose body. The body is a city, you see, a finite vessel being filled with something infinite. This grave imbalance poses many problems, as you can imagine.

More on SHELL next time, when I promise to be much more timely and a lot less cryptic.

Until then… Metropolitan Area Outer Underground Discharge Channel… what does it mean to you?

The Dawn of an Oeuvre

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We’re an experiment, building a library from pen to paper to print. What you will find here are not your typical tales, but real playgrounds of the imagination, adventures from the beyond and within and without.

Our highest held belief is that Imagination should never be impeded.

A little hint to those trying to divine a greater meaning from these realities we’re assembling:

Everything is always connected.

Don’t ever forget it.