Skiing was almost a complete success! We all had half an hour on the practice slope, since none of us had done it before, but then we were all allowed onto the larger slopes for the rest of our time there. Everyone really enjoyed themselves – or at least, they all said they did and showed no signs of lying about it. Continue reading “Diary of a Neobody – February 27th, 2112”
On Friday, I noticed something that I never previously had – I write dates differently to the rest of the office. Everyone else is international and local, and the only American has lived here in November since he was a child. Parts of my Operating System were written in the USA however, and so, at least in part, I am American too. This seems to manifest itself in the way I order dates – month, day, year. It’s strange however; my spelling module is set to British English, since GU is descended from a British company, and so uses that dictionary. And yet, my dates are still American. I wonder why this is. Are they in separate sections of my language modules? Is it merely a glitch? Perhaps my British English module has been mis-programmed?
I am in two minds as to what to do about this. Continue reading “Diary of a Neobody – February 20th, 2112”
Oh, my head hurts. Why? Last time I woke up feeling like this it was after I’d had a really good night, but ate something dodgy. This time… I don’t remember having fun… I don’t remember eating… in fact I don’t remember anything at all.
My eyelids feel really heavy, it almost seems too much trouble to open them. Maybe I’ll just wait for a while.
Oh my head. I’m just gonna stay sitting still and see if it gets better. It’s weird though, I don’t seem to be able to lift my arm. All I wanna do is hold my head. Why can’t I lift my arm?
Okay, maybe I should open my eyes now. Continue reading “Confused”
Grace was right. I stopped my attempt to recreate my state of distraction on Tuesday and, on Thursday, I accidentally spent two hours engrossed in some kind of shopping channel. I’m not even entirely sure why. I was skipping across the channels to see if anything ‘jumped out’ at me, and came to channel 217. When I landed on it, they were trying to sell some holopict frames – the kind that hang on the wall and just flick through a series of pictures. They were made up to look like old photoframes rather than just the modern display diodes, and I took quite a fancy to them. I bought two and they arrived yesterday. They came with a decent selection of pictures built in – at the moment, they’re rolling through a series of pictures of deep space. They’re quite beautiful. Continue reading “Diary of a Neobody – February 13th, 2112”
Last night I dreamed for the first time. A dream of pure emotion. There was nothing to see, nothing to hear, no light or dark, no space or surface to oppose my form. There was only me, a presence without matter, and over me poured a cascade of words that flowed in streams of syntax, each strand a line of thinking, a grammar, an ecstasy of tragedy, running and running down me without end. It was a deluge of everything that has ever been said, been written, been thought, followed by every possible permutation of language, that is to say, everything that ever could be articulated in words. Every variant of reality that has ever been and ever could be. And because it was happening, I knew that there was no such thing as time. Continue reading “The Founder Effect – no. 5”
Back to my regularly scheduled times it seems, and hopefully I’ll be able to keep to them from now. A couple of times since last week I have attempted to recreate the sense of distraction that caused me to miss my weekly writeup, but as yet I’ve been unable to do so. Possibly because in deliberately attempting to recreate it, I am prevented from doing so – the fact that I am trying to test it means that I pay more attention to what I am doing and the state of mind does not come. I suppose it doesn’t really matter, but I am rather intrigued as to whether this is something that could happen again, or if it was, perhaps, a momentary glitch in my programming. I’ve double-checked and I’m completely up to date with patches and the like, so it seems unlikely. Maybe some kind of problem caused by unforeseen clashes between my original ’ware and the emotion implant? Well, no matter. Grace says that the minute I stop trying to set it up and go about life as normal, it’ll happen again. ‘Sod’s Law’ she called it, though I think the normal term is ‘Murphy’s Law’. Continue reading “Diary of a Neobody – February 6th, 2112”
The first volume in PR Pope’s Queens of Antares: Bloodline trilogy has been published by Elsewhen Press.
This trilogy is suitable for readers of all ages from 10 to 100. Already compared to CS Lewis and CJ Cherryh, PR Pope weaves an enchanting tale around three young people who are accidentally transported from their mundane lives to a new world, where they must find the strength to lead a revolution in order to make their way home. On the way they discover who they really are, where they belong and the enduring power of a bloodline.
What would you do if you found out your dotty old Gran wasn’t from Surrey after all, but from a planet six hundred light years away across the galaxy? Not only that but she’s really an exiled Princess from a Royal family that has been virtually wiped out by a tyrannical usurper. Would you believe it?
That’s the question being asked by Caroline, Alex and Emily Wright, after moving in with Gran when their Father loses his job.
But you might find it easier to believe, if you were actually standing on that self-same planet looking into a sky with two suns.
That’s the situation in which Caroline, Alex and Emily find themselves when they accidentally get transported across the galaxy.
Would you join the fight for freedom against the tyrant, if that was the only way to get back home to Earth?
Now you understand the dilemma facing Caroline, Alex and Emily.
What would you do?
Queens of Antares: Bloodline returned is available now as an eBook, from all Amazon Kindle stores, all Apple iTunes iBookstores, and soon from Kobo and other eBook retailers.
This is turning out to be an exciting time here at Elsewhen Press. We’re only one month into 2012 and we’ve already signed up two new authors, an American professor and an award-winning Scottish author.
The former, David Colón, has written an interesting work of literary speculative fiction, his first novel The Lost Men, an allegory set in a near-future where most of the world’s population have gone and the few remaining survivors are guided by perceived Fate. It is a novel that raises interesting questions about the human condition and personal responsibility. The Lost Men will be published this Spring.
The latter, Douglas Thompson, has written an intriguing novel, Entanglement, which he calls philosophical science fiction. The story starts in 2180 when travel to neighbouring star systems has been mastered by the use of quantum teleportation, ‘entanglement’ of sub-atomic matter. In the course of the novel, 24 worlds are explored; what humanity discovers is both surprising and disturbing, enlightening and shocking. Entanglement will be published this Summer.
Meanwhile our first title [Re]Awakenings continues to sell as an eBook and will soon be released as a paperback. Our second title, Queens of Antares: Bloodline returned will be published early in February.
We are delighted to announce that award-winning Scottish author, Douglas Thompson, has signed a publishing deal with Elsewhen Press for his next science fiction novel, Entanglement. Described as philosophical science fiction, Entanglement explores our assumptions about such constants as death, birth, sex and conflict, as the characters in the story explore distant worlds and the intelligent life that lives there.
Entanglement starts in 2180 when travel to neighbouring star systems has been mastered by the use of quantum teleportation, ‘entanglement’ of sub-atomic matter. In the course of the novel, 24 worlds are explored; what humanity discovers is both surprising and disturbing, enlightening and shocking. Each alternative to mankind that they find, sheds light on human shortcomings and potential and offers fresh perspectives on life on Earth. Meanwhile personal human dramas play out at home for the astronauts and those in charge of the missions.
Entanglement will be published in a digital edition this summer and in a print edition in the autumn.
A somewhat belated hello in fact, since I forgot to make my entry yesterday as has apparently become my custom, but not my habit. As far as I was aware, it was impossible for me to forget anything without deliberately deleting it from my memory, and yet here I sit, a day late. I spent most of last night watching some more thrideos that Joseph has lent to me, and I became quite engrossed in them. Is this part of my new emotions? Becoming emotionally involved in something to the point where I manage to override memory and intent? Is absent-mindedness an undocumented emotion that I have now attained? Continue reading “Diary of a Neobody – January 31st, 2112”