Topher Lydon

Awake, I am... asleep am not. Coffee I need. Yoda am not

Chapter Eight WORLD END: T-minus 171 days, 15 hours, and 12 minutes. 308 Manor Avenue, Ottawa, Ontario – Carter Residence The air on the back veranda was crisp with the definitive chill of late September. The scent of woodsmoke from the firepit mixed with the fading aroma of roasted chicken and sizzling trout that clung to the evening. Andrew sat alone, a ceramic mug of steaming tea cradled in his hands, watching the flames dance in the firepit, each spark a brief, fleeting star ag

So you believe that Will would keep a secret from Andrew? What if it is a secret that not even he knows about?

I started the Falcon banner in 2005, it was originally released on DABeagle. Then CRVboy, and eventually here took over as the primary source. There are a few works that I have that aren't released that i will release when I have a lull, I prefer to release newer material right now. It is keeping me honest, and honing my skill. Carter's Order is stronger than Breach (writing and plot wise, though I love Breach, I can see the improvement as I brushed ring rust off of my stills. ) I am getting there, it's hard on my back, and my fingers suffer from trigger finger these days, which is a pain. Need a better keyboard. mines a bit narrow. But I have a solid mechanical one, so I get my delightful CLICK CLACK as I am happilly typing away. Nothing, and I mean, nothing makes me feel happier than just pouring writing onto a page. As Wil used to say 'It's your own, best destiny.' and he was always the wiser of the two of us. (Now if he'd only take his own advice and get back to writing music)

Poor poor Steve, getting called out for his elaborate plan. Though the final description of him is pretty spot on

So who is going to kiss who, and when? or does Lydia need to get her switchblade?

Well it is Steve, and he's fond of his plaid. Tell you what, Kenny will find a way to steal it, club it with a shovel and bury it in the back garden never to be worn again.

Volvo's rumble, it's a thing... I swear. and Mother's are always besotted with their sons. AND PLAID is AWESOME!

Sometimes all it takes is the littlest act of bravery.

Nine Steve fiddled with the tie, the suit, brand new, felt a little awkward on him. But he desperately hoped he looked alright. The clerk at Harry Rosen had been more than happy to sell it to the slightly dishevelled, hurried and panicking teenager once he had pulled out a wad of cash and pointed in the general direction of the suits and burbled that he had no idea what he was doing. The clerk, one of the elder and more responsible of the community, took one look, rolled his eye

Andrew's evolution is... it's really interesting to me. He's always been written, even as far back as the first book as : I'm Andrew Carter, deal with it. Not in an arrogant fashion, but in a calm, together, and firm fashion. I don't know why or how, but he's been getting stronger as he's taken the foreground of the book series. Stoic, unrelenting, a bastion. That old school kind of masculine we just don't see anymore in media. I hope it translates to the page that way. I am enjoying writing him, it's a more mature style of character I've never really written before.

This story is evolving quite a lot from the initial concept and I am fascinated watching it unfurl. I generally start with a concept and build a loose outline. This one started slow, but then it started to gain momentum, and the past few days... I think I wrote four chapters of it yesterday... my shoulder hurts But I can't put it down right now.

Hockey Season!!!

good catch, I was carried away with the scene I will fix in a few.

I feel your pain

Oh and good morning!

A few... tiny... tiny ones... :: doesn't look at the carnage of the next ten chapters :: It might be a little ... rough. But remember this time Andrew isn't alone. He has a brother-in-law that's just as fierce, just as protective, and just as dedicated to his husband.

WORLD END: T-minus 171 days, 18 hours, and 0 minutes. 308 Manor Avenue, Ottawa, Ontario – Carter Residence The air in the driveway was thick with the earthy scent of damp soil and the lingering sweetness of cut grass. A cold, fine mist, a ghost of the late-summer rain, clung to the windows of the 2005 Mustang GT. The car was a black, silent shape in the fading light, its engine cold, a still counterpoint to the powerful roar of the vintage Mustang waiting in the garage. The cool, smooth

just finished Chapter 18 And this line encapsulates Andrew in this book: “Then we need to get to work,” Andrew said, a firm rigidity snapping into place, the Sovereign of the Dark Kingdom drew his sword, and went to war.

You've got a good analysis going on. Thinking like a Father-ite. Now if you were to run through all of Will's enemies over the years. Find the one with the reason to hate him the most. Original Sin.

While Lydia is definately Clovis's daughter, Steve is his mother's son. Read into that what you will. Jenny-Lynn is a force of nature.

I am still writing it, so a few yet. I think I am on 15 or so right now.

Hey wasn't that a meatloaf song?

Matt got out, went to study in Alberta. But you are close on the history, Jensen and Blake have a past predating Matt and West.

oh but that would be telling. It's not Return of the sun. Nor any of the Falcon banners ones... or the Watchers