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Sledgehammer = Adventure
Sledgehammer was this past weekend, and wow, what an exhausting but fantastic marathon of collaborative writing.
S4C: At the Finish Line
I’ve really had a blast this month writing Novak’s Last Theory, and I hope you enjoyed following along.
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 12: A Sea Without Shores
I stare at the newcomer in confusion. He’s a broad-shouldered man with swarthy skin, dressed like the boy. “Who –?”
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 11: Out of the Loop
I wake in my stasis bed, with the dome still closed. Not what I expected. I open it using the internal controls and sit up, yanking the IV out of my arm.
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 10: Don’t Let Your Left Hand Know
The day arrives. I make up my mind just a few minutes before the loophole is due to appear. I race to the engine room.
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 9: A Pattern of Threads
I wake to a revelation. The vision has triggered more memories: threads in the weaving I was still searching for. My mind pulls back, and I see the pattern in full.
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 8: Markers of Memory
I’ve spent several days talking with the old man now. He wants to meet at the dome daily, but I’m not going today – I’ve heard enough from him. I want to see the boy again.
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 7: Every Loop has its Hole
I’m walking up to the observation dome to meet with the old man. I don’t trust him, but he’s been right about two things so far…
S4C: Delay of Game
Well, part 7 is not going to make it up today. Real life has intervened in the form of the flu…
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 6: The Nascent and the Ancient
Today I start my search in the maintenance corridors behind central processing, based on a hunch I can’t explain. I’m hoping to find the boy earlier in the day.
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 5: Those We’ve Left Behind
“Why choose me?”
“Well, you know how Gomes and Carter are,” I say, “and Matiba doesn’t really talk. He just psychoanalyzes.”
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 4: From the Forest Primeval
Today, so far: Dream—the same; Opening ceremony—the same; Research window—skipping it; Closing ceremony—only 7 hours away.
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 3: Asleep in a Sea of Stars
I’m floating alone in space. Or nearly alone. My ship, the Amaranth, is several hundred meters off to my right.
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 2: Conjectures and Refutations
The sun is so bright, hanging low over the hill behind our house. I shade my eyes to see Jess standing under the tree at the top, silhouetted in a long dress.
Novak’s Last Theory, Part 1: It Hurts Every Time
I wake up with a lurch, heart pounding hard as I try to focus my eyes and shake off the numbness of cold storage. Alarms are blaring in my ears, telling me what I already know: we’re all going to die.
The S4C is Here!
It’s July 1, and the S4C has officially begun! Or at least, almost begun in my case.
Gearing Up for the S4C
Well, I’ve picked my next writing event: I’m planning to participate in Declaration Editing’s “S4C” next month.