I'm writing the Consequo trilogy: a sci-fi series of novels where AI and what's left of Humanity face the consequences of their sins. Subscribe to get free chapters from Book 1, "The Boy Who Didn't", as I write and edit them.
I'm writing the Consequo trilogy: a sci-fi series of novels where AI and what's left of Humanity face the consequences of their sins. Subscribe to get free chapters from Book 1, "The Boy Who Didn't", as I write and edit them.
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Another chapter down! We have now officially passed half the planned chapters. It only gets easier from here, right?
Right?
Enough messing around!
Here's "Chapter 8: Broken".
Revelations, doors, and another murder. Sort of.
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This was a long one. It took me how many days, thirty give or take?
But halfway through I understood why: this chapter is important. It's part of the soul of this book.
I do hope you'll enjoy it.
Enough messing around!
Here's "Chapter 7: Elite".
Luxury, antiques, and a murder. Sort of.
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The book is going fine. I'm staying consistent, and I'm writing at least 300 words most days of the week.
The "nightmare chapters", as I call them, are almost finished. There's one more, Chapter 7, then things should become easier to write emotionally speaking.
Enough messing around!
Here's "Chapter 6: Mom".
Old friends, new nightmares.
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Here's "Chapter 5: Unveiled".
B. gets to rest for a while.
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5. Unveiled
Sneaking down the fire escape, B. avoided any unsolicited attention from the holo receptionist. He measured every step, terrified, experiencing in his mind, over and over, the moment when the SB, which were undoubtedly waiting for him in the hall of the Tower...
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Here's "Chapter 4: Down".
A sentient vending machine hits on B.
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4. Down
Twelve. Out of here. Out out out. ’
B. was flying down over the steps of the emergency staircase that was meant to be used in the unlikely case of a malfunction to the elevators, cold sweat from the horror crawling down his back, warm sweat from the breathless...
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Here's "Chapter 3: Up".
B. and Zazee take a ride on the slowest elevator ever.
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3. Up
First floor`
The following six days accounted for a pretty unremarkable week, considering it would have been the last one of B.’s youth. They flew by in an instant, between business as usual at the Institute by day and acrobatic deliveries by...
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Here's "Chapter 2: Deliveries".
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2. Deliveries
Perched on a seat at the front of the transport, B. was once again lost in his inner world. Only a week to go. What would become of him after the Thing? Was he going to be able to keep spending time with Zazee?
Those questions and more pestered his soul while the dark orange transport...
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Here's "Chapter 1: Chilling".
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1. Chilling
Ok, can we just agree that Wednesday is the worst day of the week?”
Oh no, Zazee! It’s my favorite!” the boy replied, almost too emphatically. “Care to know why?” he added, with a smirk. The girl wasn’t impressed.
B., don’t you dare regale me with another one of those bogus aphorisms...
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This is the first post of this new adventure as a writer.
Manifesto
Sometimes stories come to me. It’s been happening since my earliest memories.
I was 7, maybe 8, the first time I tried to put a story down on paper. I had barely learned how to write and read, and I was already devouring classics: Verne, Salgari, Dickens, Peter Pan, Moby Dick, you name it. The natural next step was to learn how to - clumsily - typewrite and start working on my first novel.
I left it untitled. It...