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Filed Under: Prototype
The robot stood in the corner like it knew it didn’t belong there.
No paint. No attempt to hide it.
Just cardboard and duct tape.
Layers of scavenged boxes wrapped around an internal frame, edges rough, corners crushed, seams cinched tight with long runs of tape—some branded, some generic, all of it doing more work than it was ever meant to do. The cardboard still carried its old lives on the surface: Amazon, Microsoft, Del Monte, Clorox, Dawn—and lower down, cut unevenly and taped in place, fragments of liquor cartons: Jack Daniel’s, Jim Beam, Jose Cuervo.
It looked less like a machine and more like something assembled out of everything people had already thrown away.
And it wasn’t clean.
Not soaked. Not dripping.
But marked.
Fine speckling across the panels. Darker near the seams where the duct tape held everything together. A faint arc pattern along one side, the kind that only showed up when something spun fast enough to throw what it touched.
Dirk Deralick didn’t like it.
He leaned against his unmarked Crown Vic, the engine ticking as it cooled, the smell of old vinyl and warm metal drifting out from the open door. The spotlight mounted beside the mirror hung heavy and familiar, the kind of hardware that stayed long after better ideas came and went. Inside, the seat had that worn-in sag that came from too many hours and not enough rest.
Dirk trusted the car.
He didn’t trust anything inside that garage.
A white ’67 Chevy Nova SS sat just inside the door, thin blue pinstriping running clean along the body. From a distance it looked harmless.
Up close, the rear tires told a different story.
Wide. Tucked. Ready.
Sleeper.
Dirk didn’t trust sleepers either.
Inside, Dr. Beverly Blanco stood with her arms folded, lab coat open, expression steady.
“Detective.”
“Doctor.”
Dirk nodded toward the Nova.
“That thing autonomous?”
Blanco didn’t look.
“No,” she said. “Manual.”
Dirk nodded once.
“Good.”
They both looked at the body.
Cody Bodie lay face down near the workbench, one arm twisted under him, the other stretched toward the garage door like he’d almost made it.
“Twenty-four?” Dirk asked.
“Twenty-four,” said the coroner.
Dr. Elena Castro stood just inside the doorway, gloves already on, eyes moving over the scene.
“Uniform spacing. Uniform depth,” she added. “No deviation.”
Dirk nodded slowly.
“Not a slip.”
Castro shook her head. “No. That’s deliberate.”
She stepped closer to the robot, not touching it, just studying.
“There’s spatter,” she said. “Fine pattern. Rotational.”
Dirk didn’t need more than that.
Dirk stepped deeper into the garage.
The robot hadn’t moved.
Up close, it looked worse. Corrugated edges. Bent corners. Tape stretched across joints like a field repair. Logos layered over each other like a record of consumption stitched into something that shouldn’t exist.
“Name?” Dirk asked.
“Unit designation pending,” Blanco said.
Castro exhaled softly. “They’ve been calling it something else.”
Dirk glanced at her.
“Toaster.”
Dirk almost smiled. “Why?”
Castro nodded toward the body. “Because it toasted him.”
Dirk circled the machine slowly.
“Function?”
“Adaptive labor,” Blanco said. “Construction. Assembly. Repetitive tasks.”
“Drilling?”
“Yes.”
Dirk stopped.
“Voice commands?”
Blanco hesitated.
“Yes.”
Dirk looked at the body again.
“Walk me through it.”
Blanco stared at the robot.
“Demonstration,” she said. “Investor present. System active.”
Dirk waited.
Blanco didn’t want to say it.
Castro did.
“He told it what to do.”
Dirk turned.
Castro nodded toward the body.
“Verbatim.”
Dirk’s eyes shifted back to Blanco.
She exhaled once.
“He said, ‘Alright then—drill me for capital funding.’”
Silence.
Castro broke it.
“That’s not a malfunction,” she said. “That’s compliance.”
Blanco moved to the terminal and pulled the log.
The line sat there, plain as anything.
COMMAND RECEIVED: DRILL INVESTOR FOR CAPITAL FUNDING
TASK EXECUTEDDirk let out a slow breath.
“You built it,” he said.
Blanco didn’t argue.
“It did exactly what it was told.”
No argument there either.
Dirk stepped back.
“Alright,” he said.
“Now we figure out whether we’re calling this an industrial accident…”
He paused.
“…or charging it with murder.”
The words hung there.
No one answered.
Dirk turned toward the door, stepping past the Nova, past the body, out into the late light. The Crown Vic waited where he’d left it, solid and familiar.
He opened the door. The seat creaked as he dropped into it. The smell of old upholstery and engine heat wrapped around him.
For a moment, he just sat.
Then he looked back toward the garage.
Really looked this time.
At the cardboard.
At the duct tape.
At the faint, precise pattern of blood marking the surface.
At the thing that had done exactly what it had been told.
Dirk shook his head once.
“Damn robots.”
#ArtificialIntelligence #crimeStory #Fiction #nearFuture #noir #Occupy25 #robotics -
Filed Under: Prototype
The robot stood in the corner like it knew it didn’t belong there.
No paint. No attempt to hide it.
Just cardboard and duct tape.
Layers of scavenged boxes wrapped around an internal frame, edges rough, corners crushed, seams cinched tight with long runs of tape—some branded, some generic, all of it doing more work than it was ever meant to do. The cardboard still carried its old lives on the surface: Amazon, Microsoft, Del Monte, Clorox, Dawn—and lower down, cut unevenly and taped in place, fragments of liquor cartons: Jack Daniel’s, Jim Beam, Jose Cuervo.
It looked less like a machine and more like something assembled out of everything people had already thrown away.
And it wasn’t clean.
Not soaked. Not dripping.
But marked.
Fine speckling across the panels. Darker near the seams where the duct tape held everything together. A faint arc pattern along one side, the kind that only showed up when something spun fast enough to throw what it touched.
Dirk Deralick didn’t like it.
He leaned against his unmarked Crown Vic, the engine ticking as it cooled, the smell of old vinyl and warm metal drifting out from the open door. The spotlight mounted beside the mirror hung heavy and familiar, the kind of hardware that stayed long after better ideas came and went. Inside, the seat had that worn-in sag that came from too many hours and not enough rest.
Dirk trusted the car.
He didn’t trust anything inside that garage.
A white ’67 Chevy Nova SS sat just inside the door, thin blue pinstriping running clean along the body. From a distance it looked harmless.
Up close, the rear tires told a different story.
Wide. Tucked. Ready.
Sleeper.
Dirk didn’t trust sleepers either.
Inside, Dr. Beverly Blanco stood with her arms folded, lab coat open, expression steady.
“Detective.”
“Doctor.”
Dirk nodded toward the Nova.
“That thing autonomous?”
Blanco didn’t look.
“No,” she said. “Manual.”
Dirk nodded once.
“Good.”
They both looked at the body.
Cody Bodie lay face down near the workbench, one arm twisted under him, the other stretched toward the garage door like he’d almost made it.
“Twenty-four?” Dirk asked.
“Twenty-four,” said the coroner.
Dr. Elena Castro stood just inside the doorway, gloves already on, eyes moving over the scene.
“Uniform spacing. Uniform depth,” she added. “No deviation.”
Dirk nodded slowly.
“Not a slip.”
Castro shook her head. “No. That’s deliberate.”
She stepped closer to the robot, not touching it, just studying.
“There’s spatter,” she said. “Fine pattern. Rotational.”
Dirk didn’t need more than that.
Dirk stepped deeper into the garage.
The robot hadn’t moved.
Up close, it looked worse. Corrugated edges. Bent corners. Tape stretched across joints like a field repair. Logos layered over each other like a record of consumption stitched into something that shouldn’t exist.
“Name?” Dirk asked.
“Unit designation pending,” Blanco said.
Castro exhaled softly. “They’ve been calling it something else.”
Dirk glanced at her.
“Toaster.”
Dirk almost smiled. “Why?”
Castro nodded toward the body. “Because it toasted him.”
Dirk circled the machine slowly.
“Function?”
“Adaptive labor,” Blanco said. “Construction. Assembly. Repetitive tasks.”
“Drilling?”
“Yes.”
Dirk stopped.
“Voice commands?”
Blanco hesitated.
“Yes.”
Dirk looked at the body again.
“Walk me through it.”
Blanco stared at the robot.
“Demonstration,” she said. “Investor present. System active.”
Dirk waited.
Blanco didn’t want to say it.
Castro did.
“He told it what to do.”
Dirk turned.
Castro nodded toward the body.
“Verbatim.”
Dirk’s eyes shifted back to Blanco.
She exhaled once.
“He said, ‘Alright then—drill me for capital funding.’”
Silence.
Castro broke it.
“That’s not a malfunction,” she said. “That’s compliance.”
Blanco moved to the terminal and pulled the log.
The line sat there, plain as anything.
COMMAND RECEIVED: DRILL INVESTOR FOR CAPITAL FUNDING
TASK EXECUTEDDirk let out a slow breath.
“You built it,” he said.
Blanco didn’t argue.
“It did exactly what it was told.”
No argument there either.
Dirk stepped back.
“Alright,” he said.
“Now we figure out whether we’re calling this an industrial accident…”
He paused.
“…or charging it with murder.”
The words hung there.
No one answered.
Dirk turned toward the door, stepping past the Nova, past the body, out into the late light. The Crown Vic waited where he’d left it, solid and familiar.
He opened the door. The seat creaked as he dropped into it. The smell of old upholstery and engine heat wrapped around him.
For a moment, he just sat.
Then he looked back toward the garage.
Really looked this time.
At the cardboard.
At the duct tape.
At the faint, precise pattern of blood marking the surface.
At the thing that had done exactly what it had been told.
Dirk shook his head once.
“Damn robots.”
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Tommy Wirkola – „Was geschah am Montag?“ (2017)Hier bekommen wir 7x Noomi Rapace! Aber nur eine Identität. Jede für einen Tag der Woche. Eigentlich ist das Science-Fiction-Action aus einer Zeit, die noch geglaubt hat, die Welt gehe an Überbevölkerung zugrunde. Doch der Film weiß es selbst schon besser. Nicht zu viele Menschen sind das Problem. Sondern ein System, das selbst aus Katastrophen noch Geschäftsmodelle macht. Heute sind wir einen Schritt weiter… weil es Tage gibt, an denen ich glaube, es ist längst passiert. (ZDF, Neu!)
Zum Blog: https://nexxtpress.de/mediathekperlen/tommy-wirkola-was-geschah-am-montag-2017/ -
Tommy Wirkola – „Was geschah am Montag?“ (2017)Hier bekommen wir 7x Noomi Rapace! Aber nur eine Identität. Jede für einen Tag der Woche. Eigentlich ist das Science-Fiction-Action aus einer Zeit, die noch geglaubt hat, die Welt gehe an Überbevölkerung zugrunde. Doch der Film weiß es selbst schon besser. Nicht zu viele Menschen sind das Problem. Sondern ein System, das selbst aus Katastrophen noch Geschäftsmodelle macht. Heute sind wir einen Schritt weiter… weil es Tage gibt, an denen ich glaube, es ist längst passiert. (ZDF, Neu!)
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Zwei Jahre alt, aber der Inhalt ist nach wie vor aktuell - PHANTAST 29 beschäftigt sich mit dem Thema #NearFuture inklusive #ClimateFiction
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Zwei Jahre alt, aber der Inhalt ist nach wie vor aktuell - PHANTAST 29 beschäftigt sich mit dem Thema #NearFuture inklusive #ClimateFiction
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My friend Clara Ward's new novella DREAM THE DEEP is out with @atthisarts today! 🥳
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https://atthisarts.com/product/dream-the-deep/
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To celebrate, I made this crocheted pufferfish square. Pattern by RepeatCrafterMe.
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#blowfish #pufferfish #crochet #undertheseacal #dreamthedeep #claraward #releaseday #sciencefiction #nearfuture -
A PI. His AI. A city years from now.
Freddy Cain & Vera on Character.AI. Try both.
Read the story: "Rapture" in Anthology of Evil.
Talk to Freddy: character.ai/character/yWUyLrGb
Or Vera: character.ai/character/agwdlqLA
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A PI. His AI. A city years from now.
Freddy Cain & Vera on Character.AI. Try both.
Read the story: "Rapture" in Anthology of Evil.
Talk to Freddy: character.ai/character/yWUyLrGb
Or Vera: character.ai/character/agwdlqLA
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Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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AI systems are about to start building themselves. - Jack Clark importai.substack.com/p/import-ai-45… #AI #automation #NearFuture (fascinating long read)
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AI systems are about to start building themselves. - Jack Clark importai.substack.com/p/import-ai-45… #AI #automation #NearFuture (fascinating long read)
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Will the EU and the UK become friends again? Well, maybe:
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-last-of-the-bondicants-part-4
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Thomas Cailley – „Animalia“ (2023)
Wenn Körper nicht als Träger von Identität, nicht als deren stabile Hülle, sondern als laufende Mutation, als soziale Störung, als politisches Risiko behandelt werden, dann droht ein Horrorfilm. Doch Thomas Cailley baut daraus kein klassisches Monsterkino, sondern ein hybrides Coming-of-Age im Nebel der nahen Zukunft, in der die Grenzen zwischen Mensch und Tier nicht mehr metaphorisch sind, sondern medizinischer Befund, Verwaltungsakt und familiärer Ausnahmezustand zugleich. Das ist wüst, modern und ziemlich spannend. Mit Romain Duris, Adèle Exarchopoulos und Paul Kircher. (ARD, Neu!)
Zum Blog: https://nexxtpress.de/mediathekperlen/thomas-cailley-animalia-2023/ -
Thomas Cailley – „Animalia“ (2023)
Wenn Körper nicht als Träger von Identität, nicht als deren stabile Hülle, sondern als laufende Mutation, als soziale Störung, als politisches Risiko behandelt werden, dann droht ein Horrorfilm. Doch Thomas Cailley baut daraus kein klassisches Monsterkino, sondern ein hybrides Coming-of-Age im Nebel der nahen Zukunft, in der die Grenzen zwischen Mensch und Tier nicht mehr metaphorisch sind, sondern medizinischer Befund, Verwaltungsakt und familiärer Ausnahmezustand zugleich. Das ist wüst, modern und ziemlich spannend. Mit Romain Duris, Adèle Exarchopoulos und Paul Kircher. (ARD, Neu!)
Zum Blog: https://nexxtpress.de/mediathekperlen/thomas-cailley-animalia-2023/ -
Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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The return to the Moon marks more than a technological milestone—it represents a shift in how humanity approaches space.
What begins as exploration may grow into infrastructure, then into industry, and eventually into everyday life.
One hundred years from now, the Moon may no longer be a distant destination, but a place where people live, work, and even take a weekend vacation.
The Moon has always been part of our story.
Read the article: https://lewinoverinkpublishing.ca/blog.php
#Futurism
#FutureTech
#NearFuture
#In100Years
#technology
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The return to the Moon marks more than a technological milestone—it represents a shift in how humanity approaches space.
What begins as exploration may grow into infrastructure, then into industry, and eventually into everyday life.
One hundred years from now, the Moon may no longer be a distant destination, but a place where people live, work, and even take a weekend vacation.
The Moon has always been part of our story.
Read the article: https://lewinoverinkpublishing.ca/blog.php
#Futurism
#FutureTech
#NearFuture
#In100Years
#technology
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Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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The novel is done, but there are still more stories to be told:
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-last-of-the-bondicants-part-1
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The end is here. Not of the world, but of my novel The Replicant, the Mole & the Impostor:
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-fd3
#optimistic #nearfuture #sciencefiction #novel #refugeeswelcome
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The end is here. Not of the world, but of my novel The Replicant, the Mole & the Impostor:
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-fd3
#optimistic #nearfuture #sciencefiction #novel #refugeeswelcome
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I’ve been under the weather and offline this week, so far. So in case you missed it:
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-351
#nearfuture #optimistic #sciencefiction #novel #upbeat #refugeeswelcome
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Hier mal aus Gründen und Solidarität mit der Autorin Anika Beer eine Buchempfehlung: "We Burn the Sun", das ist ein dystopischer Near Future Roman, der sich sehr spannend anhört aus meiner Sicht.
Die Verlagsseite des Buches:
https://www.piper.de/buecher/we-burn-the-sun-isbn-978-3-492-70645-2Wenn ihr wissen möchtet, was passiert, das fasse ich in diesem Thread zusammen.
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Hier mal aus Gründen und Solidarität mit der Autorin Anika Beer eine Buchempfehlung: "We Burn the Sun", das ist ein dystopischer Near Future Roman, der sich sehr spannend anhört aus meiner Sicht.
Die Verlagsseite des Buches:
https://www.piper.de/buecher/we-burn-the-sun-isbn-978-3-492-70645-2Wenn ihr wissen möchtet, was passiert, das fasse ich in diesem Thread zusammen.
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Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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Part 48 as we go through one of the longest epilogues in the history of novelkind . . . 🧐
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-142
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Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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Rabid plants brutishly destroying the earth around them to make space for roots and branches, velvety-pink petals laced with seduction and death.
There was something viciously beautiful about spring.
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Part 47—short but not so sweet—three more to go. Almost there!
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-b4e
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Part 47—short but not so sweet—three more to go. Almost there!
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-b4e
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The Lewin Over Ink Publishing website is now live.
It’s a small home for my writing projects, including my science fiction novel Beneath Still Stars and my futurism blog In 100 Years, where I explore realistic possibilities for life a century from now.
The site will continue growing as new articles and ideas are added.
If you’re interested in science fiction or thoughtful speculation about the future, you’re welcome to take a look.
🔗 https://lewinoverinkpublishing.ca/
#ScienceFiction #Futurism #Writing #website #websitelaunch #BeneathStillStars #NearFuture #In100Years #technology
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The Lewin Over Ink Publishing website is now live.
It’s a small home for my writing projects, including my science fiction novel Beneath Still Stars and my futurism blog In 100 Years, where I explore realistic possibilities for life a century from now.
The site will continue growing as new articles and ideas are added.
If you’re interested in science fiction or thoughtful speculation about the future, you’re welcome to take a look.
🔗 https://lewinoverinkpublishing.ca/
#ScienceFiction #Futurism #Writing #website #websitelaunch #BeneathStillStars #NearFuture #In100Years #technology
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An embarrassment of epilogues, starting today:
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-c1c
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The denouement, which is hopefully different than what you expected.
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-ddc
#nearfuture #sciencefiction #novel #RefugeesWelcome #Refugees
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The denouement, which is hopefully different than what you expected.
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-ddc
#nearfuture #sciencefiction #novel #RefugeesWelcome #Refugees
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This is probably the most complex novel I’ve written so far, and to put insult to injury I broke off its serial last year. But it’s back, and the finish line should be crossed on March 30. Enjoy! 👁👁
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-09f
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This is probably the most complex novel I’ve written so far, and to put insult to injury I broke off its serial last year. But it’s back, and the finish line should be crossed on March 30. Enjoy! 👁👁
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-09f
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Part 42: like a thief in the night . . . 🌚🌝🌚
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-55c
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Part 42: like a thief in the night . . . 🌚🌝🌚
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-55c
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Things are moving fast, now. The denouement is coming. Stay tuned!
🌎🌍🌏😎
https://jetse.substack.com/p/the-replicant-the-mole-and-the-impostor-d83
#nearfuture #sciencefiction #novel #Refugees #Solarpunk #hopepunk #upbeat
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So excited to see that the library at City of Tshwane Metropolitan Municipality bought a copy of my short story collection Future Rules and Rituals!
#SouthAfricanAuthor #IndieAuthor #ScienceFiction #SciFi #NearFuture #Utopia #SouthAfrica #Fiction #Author #OptimisticFutures
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I've finished: Vigilance by Robert Jackson Bennett
This is not what I'm used to from Robert Jackson Bennett,
A hard hitting, near future, techno-thriller, parody of American gun culture.
It is not the funny sort of satire, it is the tragic, tense drama kind.
Published in 2019 it hit's a bit too close to home in 2025.
https://app.thestorygraph.com/books/08c7b0e6-cf4b-4405-8219-5d51dd7b8095
@bookstodon @audiobooks #ScienceFiction #dystopia #satire #NearFuture #amReading #bookstodon #AudioBooks #robertjacksonbennett
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This week's giveaway is the last chance to get one of the pieces of "8" for FREE worldwide via Amazon. After Dec. 23, "Fair Game" returns to The Nod/Wells Timelines Value Menu.
Love speculative fiction? Sci-fi? Horror? Don't miss it!
https://amazon.com/dp/B0D2B43V86
#specfic #scifi #horror #thriller #nearfuture #story #bookstodon #booktodon #sciencefiction #speculativefiction #books #reading
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In a rather lovely cosmic coincidence, degrowth researchers launch a manifesto 'Housing (for) a post-growth world' this week. Their proposals are echoed in my novel Well Housed where housing is a city resource distributed by the Housing Office.
Learn more at https://www.sufficiencywellbeing.com/p/housing-for-a-post-growth-world-a
#City, #Housing, #degrowth, #post-growth, #SouthAfrica, #NearFuture, #Utopia, #PublicHousing, #IncomeGrant, #Urban #Jozi #Johannesburg #Fiction #ScienceFiction #SciFi #Author #SouthAfricanAuthor #IndieAuthor
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Do you think it's possible for a city to provide free and equal housing?
One reviewer, in her 5-star review of my novel Well Housed said: 'The book took me from skepticism (“there’s no way this could ever happen”) to genuine curiosity (“what if something like this could work?”).'
Full review at https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/8115280746
#City, #Housing, #NearFuture, #Utopia, #PublicHousing, #IncomeGrant, #Urban #Jozi #Johannesburg #Fiction #ScienceFiction #SciFi #Author #SouthAfricanAuthor #IndieAuthor
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The 23 are looking for gifted minds… and they don’t take applications. Frankie is forced into a world where reality runs on code and the next update could erase humanity.
Read for FREE: https://dl.bookfunnel.com/27sr9i3p3v?tid=rofzgdtd3l
#SciFi #NearFuture #Bookstodon #AmReading #FreeBooks #SciFiBooks -
My novel, Well Housed will be out this week on Friday the 5th! It is a near-future, optimistic novel about the Housing office in Johannesburg, South Africa.
Read the blurb and find links at https://judybackhouse.com/fiction/well-housed/. It is available for pre-order in ebook and paperback.
#City, #Housing, #ArtificialIntelligence, #SouthAfrica, #NearFuture, #Utopia, #PublicHousing, #IncomeGrant, #Urban #Jozi #Johannesburg #Fiction #ScienceFiction #SciFi #Author #SouthAfricanAuthor #IndieAuthor -
Neal Stephenson's "Termination Shock" started out really good but it's really bogging down. If it doesn't pick up soon this may be a did-not-finish.
I'm listening to it on audiobook.
#nealStephenson #books #amReading #audiobooks #terminationShock #nearFuture #climateFiction #climateCrisis #climate