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I love your analysis, you're.... very close with your predictions, let's see how close tomorrow.
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The second largest dam in the world, and arguably the largest man made construction in North America:
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Chapter 9: The Coyote's Howl The massive radio tower stood on the hilltop like a steel sentinel against the predawn gloom, its highest point dissolving into the low cloud cover. It was a staggering monument to long-distance communication in the wild, built to pierce the northern isolation, and right now, it was Alex’s only remaining chance to signal the world. Alex stood at the base of the central lattice, leaning heavily on the cold metal. His breath plumed white in the frigid air, a
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Yes. Exactly
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well the chapter is set in 1995, So the timer is correct. It is specifically counting down to a specific world defining date. March 11th, 11am, 2020
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Andrew knows that know. There is no quarter left, this is a knife fight in a phone booth, and it's going to get dark. Andrew is interesting for this very evolution, and I agree with you. The only way it is going to end is with one of them killing the other. And now these two characters know it too, it's just gone too far
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Quite probably.
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FXU-101 was another Yani-ism in the ploy, 'cause we all know who was behind that:
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That's the million dollar question.
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Andrew had to try, before he crosses the line. Now he knows, without a shadow of a doubt, how this has to end. I debated this chapter a lot and I decided to let it stand, because it is what Carter would do, even there on the edge of the cliff, he had to give his enemy the chance to step back.
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Chapter Eighteen WORLD END: T-minus 109 days, 10 hours, and 00 minutes Plattsburgh, New York State. The Gilded Cage Restaurant. The Gilded Cage Restaurant was an architectural statement—a pavilion of cold, meticulous luxury nestled on the outskirts of Plattsburgh. The vast dining room was unnervingly silent, the bone-white linen and heavy silver catching the faint, cool light of the late afternoon. The air was rich, heavy with the scent of fine wine and absolute, untouchable m
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Brody is hard to write in 2025 for a number of reasons. So I keep him in the background and off screen where, I fear, he is likely to remain until I can figure out how to make him fit in our.... newer reality
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Carter's Recourse set in 2005
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Chapter 8: The Spillway The red counter on the primary support column burned with malignant patience: 00:27:09. Alex pulled back from the panel, the cold certainty of the timer overriding the panic of his failure to save Brian. The dam wasn't just a prison; it was a bomb, rigged to cause a catastrophic environmental disaster. He had to bleed the pressure or the ensuing flood would wipe out miles of the downstream ecosystem, a final, spiteful act from the Water Wolf. His prob
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We have a large generation of Boomers that are... gripping onto power and dragging everything down with it. They forget we only narrowly voted to leave the EU by an infinitesimally small margin, and most of those people have dies off, leaving us holding a rotten bag. What we really need is Reform UK to crawl back into it's hole and let us actually fix the vandalism they have done.
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Bugger, that was not supposed to be Sarah there... again, artifacts, this is an older chapter of the narrative, I will correct it.
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Self adopted, you have to love Puppies. I've had a few over the years that have adopted themselves, and I value all of them. I have a small horde of them, I was (back around 2000) a developer of a video game, and went on to be a community manager for it (one of the first MMORPGs) I ended up with a horde of misfit boys, the ones none of the others wanted to deal with. And I quote : Topher is like our dad, he promises us Ice cream if we win, and buys it for us even if we don't. They are all grown up, but I still get mail from them regularly. For some I was the only dad they had, and I value their lives.
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This scene went through a number of edits, as I really wanted to give Andrew a beat, alone, with Jacob. Andrew adores his son, and wanted to show how he sees Jacob through his own eyes. I've had similar fond moments with my own son, even though mine is a total goof, much like me, he's the best parts of me going on to do his thing and being a better part of the world. Awww now I have to call Jake and tell him he's adored... he's gonna grumble it's like two am over there. :: evil grin:: perfect.
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it is definitely one of those mornings. I actually own a coffee carafe and am using it this morning so that's very accurate... just not so much the cigarettes... though I have a croissant... Been a little unwell this past weekend, so trying to catch up on my laziness. Working on Coyote Steals the Sun, Charlie's Been Stolen, and an unnamed project all about two boys being blackmailed into being a shipped couple that really needs a name... suggestions welcome.
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This chapter is a little of a relic, to be honest. It was supposed to be his first realization, but as the story evolved, and edits went through, I had to go back and write to make Andrew a little less of a blind muppet so the first half of the chapter has some of those... residual moments. I still feel the burn notice was in order, so I left it in and tried to hammer the bend fender into shape... forgive the rough edges on it. i might give it another pass when I have more time. But as it was I only had half an hour to edit this morning as I woke up late and (insert more excuses here)
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Hands down, one of my favourite chapters
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