Just to forewarn you, I’m probably gonna be all over the place here. Such is my mind, and such shall be my posts. Stick around and enjoy the collapsing star.
First off, I want to assure you, contrary to what you may have heard (or not heard, more likely), Badass Sci Fi is alive and well. In fact, I’ve recently expanded the brand, thanks to a suggestion from RJT. Now Badass Sci Fi encompasses all these-
So anyway, keep in touch. Badass Sci Fi will find you, and you’ll like it!
On to my projects. Okay, my ONE project, that has dissociated into a multitude of much smaller, much more unruly side-projects. This list includes, but is not exclusive to, the following-
SPIRE- HALTERES- VOL III- The project I started during NaNoWriMo and will continue during HămBōCrăMō.
BLOODY KNUCKLES- My gestating web story about Patton training his master in how to deal with the opening of the I. Also counts towards HămBōCrăMō.
Clayton Buckley’s back story. Also, also counts towards HămBōCrăMō.
GHASM- No, I didn’t forget about her. Also, also, also counts towards HămBōCrăMō.
Rewrites on OPPOSABLE. Also…well…I probably won’t count that, alright?
You know, the first novel I wrote, HALTERES, the one that started it all, will be the last one I rewrite. I think it sets up for something beautiful…
Speaking of sub-atomic particles (see dissociation)… While I was running today, I started thinking about quantum relativity. I held on to that thought until just now when I started planning on writing about it. Then I looked it up on the internet, and came across this article called…
Boy, was I WAY off! What do you expect from a grad school flunkie? Anyway, I was thinking more along the lines of; if you could make just one sub-atomic particle travel the speed of light, couldn’t that particle somehow entangle nearby particles creating some sort of quantumly entangled, relativistic cascade until larger objects also travel the speed of light?
I was still way off, but I’m gonna roll with it anyway, ’cause I are a writer!
How did we get here? Who cares. Thanks for letting me ‘string’ you along.
Until next time, don’t bother me. I’m dissociating a book.