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  1. Topher Lydon
    This is set in 1950
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    Chapter 1

    Topher Lydon commented on Topher Lydon's story chapter in Chapter 1

    Nope Totally all Nile,
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    Chapter 1

    Topher Lydon commented on Topher Lydon's story chapter in Chapter 1

    Some times, the only success that matters is the one that matters to you.
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    Chapter 1

    Topher Lydon posted new chapter in Reunion

    Kyle Gallagher stood in the darkest, most forgiving corner of the gymnasium, methodically dissecting a bottle of cheap lager. He peeled the damp paper label away in tiny, translucent strips, rolling them into wet grey spheres between his thumb and forefinger before flicking them onto the scuffed floorboards. The air in the room was a stifling, humid cocktail of floor wax, stale spilled beer, and the cloying, desperate perfume of a hundred people trying to prove they hadn't wasted the last decade
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    Reunion

    Topher Lydon posted a story in Fiction

    Two best friends. Ten years of lies. One reunion that changes everything. Kyle and Nile have spent a decade pretending they're fine—pretending they're successful, pretending their marriages weren't mistakes, pretending prom night never happened. When they finally stop performing, the truth is messier, funnier, and more terrifying than either expected. But maybe the boy you almost kissed is the one you were meant to end up with all along. A bittersweet, hilarious second-chance romance about coming home.
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    When the water is ice cold, that can be the difference between life and death.
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    That is key to the plot.
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    Let's see if Grandpa Carter has a spark of his Grandson in him.
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    There is a lot going on, Calloway just doesn't know how to read it all yet. Pike, the cake, the tax... there's a system in the dark.
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    Prologue

    Topher Lydon commented on Topher Lydon's story chapter in Prologue

    I wanted to write something that was challenging. Something that spoke about the people we lost
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    Blackwater

    Topher Lydon posted a story in Fiction

    Blackwater is not a school. It is a pressure cooker. For boys deemed a problem by their families or the law, the remote fortress on the North Sea offers only one path to freedom: break, or be broken. As he navigates the unforgiving hierarchy Calloway discovers that rebellion is not just possible. It is the only way to survive. Their growing connection becomes the foundation of a resistance that threatens to expose the unspeakable truths hidden within Blackwater's walls. The tide is coming in. And not everyone will make it out.
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    Prologue

    Topher Lydon posted new chapter in Blackwater

    The boy did not remember deciding to run. There was no moment of choice, no arithmetic of consequences weighed against the slim chance of freedom. There was only the tunnel of his own breath and the knowledge, absolute as gravity, that if he stayed one more hour in that place he would die. Not the slow death of years, the one Vane talked about in his soft, lecturing voice—the death of the spirit, the breaking of the self into something manageable and small. No. A real death. His heart stop
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    I. The last meal was poached haddock, white and flaking apart like old plaster. The dining room at Lynwood House was too large for two people. The only sounds were the tap of silver on porcelain and the grandfather clock measuring out the silence in the hall. Calloway's father did not look at him. He methodically dissected his fish, his knife scraping. "You will write," his father said finally, the words dropping into the quiet like stones into a well. "Monthly. To your mot
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    They are counting on no one knowing they are there. Boy are they wrong.
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    The air inside the Contingency Operating Base medical tent was a stifling, suffocating mixture of copper, sweat, and the sharp, chemical sting of iodine. Outside, the category-four haboob was still raging, a relentless, howling vortex of red dust that battered the heavy canvas walls of the tent with the sound of a thousand microscopic hammers. The heavy, reinforced fabric rippled and groaned under the strain, while the industrial air-conditioning units fought a completely doomed, losing ba
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    When it comes to Peter, Will is ALWAYS just one step too slow
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    i would suggest he go to LA... but then that's Poitr's realm of chaos...
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    You know that's going to put him virtually in Lucas's backyard... poor Marcus
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    The heavy, faux-oak laminate door of Meeting Room B swung inward with a slow, agonizing creak that seemed to echo for an eternity across the aggressively sterile, patterned corporate carpeting. The air inside the conference room was thick, suffocating beneath the weight of impending celestial litigation, ozone, engine grease, and the sheer, unadulterated panic of Junior Adjunct. The fluorescent lights overhead buzzed with a harsh, flickering rhythm, casting sickly pale shadows across the faces o
  22. Topher Lydon
    So two upcoming Carter books for later this year: So more details at a later point. One is completely written, one I started this morning. So it will be a while. Set in 2008 and 2011 respectively, Showing Will's transition into diplomacy, Peter and West's evolving relationship, and I hope giving Andrew something interesting to do. One is set in Libya, the other is set in Hong Kong. So we will see where we go with it all.
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    Good morning
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    The silence inside the Carter residence was absolute, heavy, and deeply unsettling. Outside the thick, double-paned frosted windows of the Tudor Revival home, a brutal, blinding snowstorm was burying the city of Ottawa. The wind howled through the barren, ice-coated branches of the mature oaks lining the affluent streets of Rockcliffe Park, throwing sheets of white powder against the glass with a sound like throwing sand. But inside the beautifully appointed, wood-paneled den, the only soun
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    I am always humbled by these lists Thank you, I appreciate everyone who reads the words I write. I was having a rough day, and you have all brightened my day! Thank you
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