A pseudo-portfolio of sorts, collecting my works published, finished, and in-progress.
Transcendent Humanity: A Mass Effect fan-fiction, this was my first work released into the wild. Harkening from the distant year of 2013, it remains the work I am most proud of in many ways. While the early chapters are certainly rough, this fic forced me to develop my writing further, and the support and feedback of the community was instrumental in shaping both the fic itself and how I came to see writing.
The Wisp: My first original published work. The Wisp is a novella about a self-replicating starship and its crew of clones encountering a stellar megastructure dedicated to data storage, and the AI that guards it. It has a lot of ideas I am very proud of, deals with concepts near and dear to my heart, and hopefully is a new take on a First Contact story.
Evo-Engine: A short story about the dangers of seeking profit on the edges of known space, whether you're a human crew of scrappy rogues or an alien dreadnought crewed by apex predators.
For the Crime of Mechanical Cancer: A novella I've described as dieselpunk/dark fantasy for lack of better options. The tale of a woman controlled by an aggressively strict society because of her condition, which causes her to grow machinery in response to stress. Certainly gorier than my other works, but with purpose.
Three Rebels and an AI (working title): Three augmented thieves in a cyberpunk city accidentally steal a message from the future. Luckily, it's addressed to them. Even better, its full of juicy secrets and future upgrades to really stick it to the man. Also, it has a baby AI they're going to have to raise, while also figuring out their own complicated relationship. Excerpt:
“The Talk? What, about sex?” said a confused Tank.
“No! Or, yes, but not really. The ‘Your life is a lie, the universe is entropic, everything dies, and the true form of reality is an unending meat-horror so divorced from your experience that you’re basically an alien’. You know, standard teenage stuff.”
Manifestation (working title): A posthuman digital entity crashes onto a world with magic. Both sides have trouble with this. Excerpt:
They shrugged. “I am a Hedonist, a posthuman entity opposed to the Singleton Matrix, a stellar megastructure and memeplex. This body is a forma construct emitted by a drone the size of your hand. I am, as far as I know, the only one of my kind here, and have taken the name Hedon to distinguish me from my precursor instance who did not survive the destruction of their ark during a Singleton attack. A shard of the ark crashed in the forest north of here, and the Hedonist AI Pollux and I have spent the last few days trying to determine why nothing about this world is familiar.”
The witch squinted at them. “Fuck off,” she said. “Half of that wasn’t even words.”
Mappae Solis: Most of the content on this blog is work on an OSR-style ttrpg setting. A "standard fantasy" setting that is the result of a ruined post-singularity Solar System. If it ever reaches critical mass, will be turned into a nice purchasable book with art.