Topher Lydon

Citadel - Æuum – Delta Site The air, thick and heavy with the scent of burning herbs and the metallic tang of something ancient and forgotten, swirled in lazy coils of yellow smoke. It was a ritualistic haze, a physical manifestation of the monks’ devotion. The priestess stood at the front of her congregation, her hands clasped before her, a small, polished brass gong resting on a velvet cushion. When she struck it, a note so pure it felt cry

I hope so, I know Alec does as well.

Duly noted, one very visceral monkey sex scene, featuring Stoker and Hugo on a Unicorn ala Witcher 3

Just needed a break from temporal war, paradox and weaponized Imaginary friends... My brain hurts....

I am never the most comfortable writing sex scenes, it's something I know I need to get over. But the prude in me never seems to want to, which is why all of mine are so ... awkward... but that was my sex life back then, Ha, weird and awkward smothered in Prude.

What can I say about '97 – '98 that you don't know. We were in the earliest days of everyone getting a cell phone, and the competition was who had the smallest, ha! We had HMV and Virgin for CD's, first cars, first loves... puppies. Jimmy, we will still go with Jimmy 'cause this was before he changed his name, ran off to Canada, tries a million different things and ended up older, wiser, and much more chill than he was back then. Jimmy was enjoying the sun and trying to get his old blu

It doesn't matter how smart a person is, or how good of a boyfriend... that person will ALWAYS blame the other person for troubles in the relationship. Andrew doesn't see it, not because he's a jerk, but because he's human. All he saw was Will running away from him, and them. Will for his part never really understood why they broke up, not really. He was the one leading the break up, but I don't think he understood it. Maturity, emotional maturity is a hard won thing, and they still have a long way to go to get there. So yeah, they're both jerks but they're loving ones.

Micheline's love for her son, and her love for Will settles over this chapter. She's a mother to both of them here, and I think they both needed her at that moment. Even if she is VERY #teamAndrew

Well he is English in a foreign place... she's lucky he hasn't planted a flag and claimed it yet... To be fair, he is running on Stoker blindness at this point. That's his Alec and he's having him back! I mean Stoker would probably do the same, but without the politeness.

Citadel - Æuum – Delta Site His white cargo trousers hung low on his non-existent hips, and the cotton shirt was just the right amount of tight. The small wire-rims he wore over his bruised face were perched on his nose as he examined the stone tablet at the gates to the old section of the city, unaware of The Bride’s rather lustful gazing at his backside. The humid air, thick with the smell of rain and ancient stone, pressed in on them. Wojciech ran a thu

Oh I was very much in love with him, we dated regularly, but he was too shy at points, too scared I was going to reject him to tell me that he loved me too. To my dismay, I was too insecure to tell him either. I was 17 and a mess, just wrong time wrong place and two scared boys who didn't know how to actually say it. He did, eventually say something, on the last night I was in England, literally leaving the next day. Turning up on my doorstep to tell me how he felt, but it was too late I was already committed to leaving, and part of me will always live in that moment of what if. But I needed to go back to University, it had cost too much to get back in ( another story I will tell in this stories I think ) I was an idiot. But what are we if we don't have regrets to guide us towards a better us?

Jimmy met Kevin one night at the Hartingdon, (honestly I can't remember if that's the right spelling, but hey only gay pub in Eastbourne so I can't go that far wrong). The guy was flirting with a guy named Gary, and somehow Jimmy had become a wingman, to which guy he wasn't sure, but he was happy to help. Now Jimmy was a coke fiend, not the drug but the soft drink. (as if anyone could actually afford the other kind when a DOS-ser). He scrimped and saved and nursed a coke for most of a Frida

A collection of Short Stories about my life, loves, regrets and highs. Some of it is a bit... steamier than my normal work. Some of it is not. Each of these stories is about my life, and my memories. Names are changed for obvious reasons.

I am literally mid chapter... it kind of spills over when i am that deep into a flow. (Most writers are a bit bonkers) I am writing a fascinating scene where Hugo is the imaginary friend of a little boy growing up. It's really interesting to write and I am rather fond of it.

Ah but you have no idea who they are. And by the time you do, you will smack your forehead and go, "That's who *they* were?" Remember in this book I like The Fiddler, The Bride, The Witchhunter, and The Skyver (Oi I'm bleedin' not y' muppet, I prefer t' term The Amazing Leader who gets Thin's done, yer pratt) err excuse me, Stoker won't shut up today... he's in charge.

Kate is interesting, she's got this tragic - punk thing going on. And I love that Hugo's life is touching people who desperately need it as he just goes along. This is something he continues to do through the book, Henry Much later, Billy even later in the story, even Thomas. Hugo by just being himself heals broken people unintentionally, he just bumbles along being kind. That and Stoker's great amusement at embarrassing Hugo every chance he gets by poking the stodgy academic until he can't help but smile. This story is evolving into living breathing paradoxes that are fascinating... I had a brilliant debate across many different platforms on the ethics of Time travel that I am reflecting in the second book. This type of writing is extremely experimental for me, an exercise in growing my ability, and I hope that it is working.

:: hands on hips :: I see you all, readin' an' not likin'. If'n ye do likes it, I'd appreciate ye givin' us some feedback. Or I mights just 'ave to come over there and 'ave words. Mister Reader, sorr!

Citadel - Æuum – Delta Site The soup was far too salty in his opinion. The metal tang from the can lingered on his tongue, a bitter, chemical aftertaste that nothing could wash away. It was all The Bride seemed to know how to cook, and she seemed to have an unlimited supply of cans of the stuff, as if they were a constant of her peculiar existence. He was growing certain that if he tried to move about too much, he’d swish with the liquid inside of hi

HMS Excalibur - Yeji-Sola System Galadriel settled uneasily into her bunk, pulling the worn curtain across to give her some sense of privacy. She was the only one sleeping in her section; she'd worked through much of the night reviewing diagnostic data and running checks on the Propylon system waiting for Colonel Mayfair's recon team and Shale's assault team to return. The fact that they had Prince Edward aboard, for however long that was, made all the difference. He had Elias's memories, m

Sorry again, this one was written BEFORE all the others... it didn't even have ANDREW in it for the first draft. It's been a hard slog to get it anywhere near in shape and It's still not quite there. Apologies again for my lack of skill, TBF I was like 16 when much of this was written.

So Time Travel Ethics question: Is it cheating if you go back in time and sleep with your boyfriend BEFORE he met you?

I mean he isn't... but it would be a very Stoker thing to do...

I average two chapters a day, 4000 words each for 8K a day. If my average book is 40 chapters, that's 20 days of work per book. I had a head start on the Watchers having 23 chapters already written. I am waaaay behind authors like Danielle Steele (Who I know and she is an amazing woman) and Stephen King (I don't know, and I am not sure what kind of person he is outside of profession) who make my writing speed seem slow...

You know Hugo's going to end up going through hell and back, only to get there to find Stoker sitting down having tea with the monster hive queen, discussing the finer points of Grouse hunting....

Switching this to the morning release, I will update The Lion's Pride this afternoon for the evening commute while I work on: 'Paradox Lost'. Once I am done 'Paradox Lost', it will be 'Carter's Order' or 'El Coyote' (Not sure which yet) Wow I have a long project list forming. I still have to revise and review the Falcon Banner Series ahead of getting a grip on 'The Black Prince' (Not a euphemism) El Coyote is the planned Enrico Alvarez and Xue book, where they take down a Mega-corporation exploiting GMO mono-crops, and starve millions. The Corporation isn't going to know what hit them. Corny as it sounds, it's all about CORN!