The Man Comes Around...to Amazon (now available)

The Man Comes Around is now available on Amazon.

This has been a passion project literally for decades.  When Amazon unlocked hardcover options a few years back, in beta mode, I knew if I was ever going to pull the trigger on self-(re)publishing The Cloak of Shrouded Men it was going to be in that format.  Formatting it was a little tricky once I learned that there's an actual pagecount limit, which, given what I wanted to include as extras, took a little maneuvering.  This is how I spent my Thanksgiving afternoon (before I ever got around to cooking Thanksgiving dinner!) (besides writing the last element, the last of the script projects included, which you can also read here, an account of just how The Duke ended up in the state we find him in Nine Panel Grid from where he is in the Ferryman tales), thanks to wanting to include it for my nephew as part of the Christmas gifts I just sent off (he's not supposed to actually get it until early January), in part because of the many notes I left him in the books sitting on his shelves I got to see a few months back when I visited (hey, Julian!), since it includes something that wasn't in the original edition of Nine Panel but is subsequently essential to its overall packaging, and to my mind to the Man Comes Around edition, too.

...If I could just get some readers as interested in all this as I am...

The Man Comes Around...

 Twenty years ago, November 2004, I stumbled on National Novel Writing Month, and assumed I had to come up with the story and write it all in that month.  I’d graduated from college about a year prior, and that January had assembled material for a Top Cow contest, coming up with a new story for an old character I’d played with for a number of years, Bandit, and that didn’t go anywhere because I didn’t win and had no idea what else to do with the material, but since I still knew superheroes and superhero storytelling better than anything at that point, I came up with a new superhero and a story to tell about him, and for a month I wrote and completed 50,000 words, and assumed I was done.  Then November 2005 came along, and I discovered not only did I want to try NaNoWriMo (as the acronym goes), but I had more to write about that character, and then again in November 2006…So by the end of that I had a hundred and fifty thousand words of a story, a novel by any standard, and in 2007 I decided to self-publish the results, through iUniverse, as The Cloak of Shrouded Men.  I somehow ended up getting my author copies the same day the final Harry Potter was published that July.

The edition that existed then had some editing issues I wished had been intercepted.  I’m not great at self-editing, and I’m also not great at paying for or finding services from others.  I have no idea how much better the manuscript is now, but I’ve certainly combed through it over the ensuing two decades, so hopefully it’s better.  It’s been reformatted a little (Tom King’s A Once Crowded Sky was an inspiration), and retitled (no one ever really got the original), and sports a new ending, a dramatic turnaround for a character from the first act but thematically putting a pin in an element that otherwise hadn’t really been resolved or explored previously.  Since we follow Cotton Colinaude so closely throughout the book, it’s not inconceivable that he wasn’t clear about what actually happened to Cassie Dawes, and besides, there’s at least one comic book writer whose whole career is owed to pointing out the “women in fridges” phenomenon.

Since this all began, I’ve of course continued writing, and a few years back I finally wrote a version of Bandit’s story, somewhat in alarm since in the meantime a whole movie kind of borrowed from the ether one of its central premises (Hancock), and that’s Nine Panel Grid, included in this new edition, sort of a primer on the art of comic book storytelling.  Since I never have yet broken into comics themselves, I’ve dedicated more than a little time to writing scripts, just for the fun of it, and that’s why there’s some of those included as well, eventually tying together the careers of Bandit and the Eidolon (pronounced “Idol-on,” in case you were wondering).  There was a time when I was promoting the original book at the bottom of columns I wrote for a website called Paperback Reader with the tagline suggesting Cotton “never had a ghost of a chance,” which would simplify things so much if I could just call the guy the Ghost, but there’s already registered and trademarked for that, and besides, I like Eidolon.  The last guy holding the ball at Paperback Reader was one of several acquaintances who was going to help issue a corrected reprint of the book in the first decade of its existence, which never ended up happening.  I tried traditional publishers.  I had a coworker at Borders who tried to help sell it to customers.  Had it stocked on the shelves.  This was around the release of The Dark Knight.  No takers, alas.

I remain proud of it.  It’s the first thing of substance I wrote, finished, completed, and it forced me to write in ways I’d never managed to, before, when I was always scrambling for ways to tell stories that felt authentic to me, which was a longer journey than many writers claim.  I knew, and know, comic book storytelling, though, and in a lot of ways, its language is what still permeates my work, perhaps more than ever, to this day, and its logic, its insane publishing models, is what I still understand best, even while I still pursue traditional publishers with other material.

Twenty years has just flown by, though. 

The Man Comes Around.  Coming soon. 

61 Years…

Today marked sixty-one years since JFK’s assassination, and as certainly seemed apparent to me last year, I think interest in it and/or John Kennedy in general has officially waned in the popular consciousness. 

This is both sad and I guess expected. Public memory is relatively short. What we obsess over today becomes tomorrow’s trivia. There was a time when it seemed 11/22/63 was inescapable, even just the obsession with conspiracy theories, but even that has become marginalized. Rob Reiner did a whole ballyhooed podcast series promising names, and by the time it reached its conclusion all the hype had completely dissipated, but even supermarket tabloids (which themselves are now consigned to a bygone era) couldn’t interest anyone with their ideas just a few years back, claiming surefire Cuban connections, or Martin Scorsese, in The Irishman, claiming a certain mob association.

Some of us remember. For some, Kennedy remains a giant. Years ago I skimmed a book extolling the 100 greatest persons of the 20th century, which claimed he simply didn’t accomplish enough to warrant serious consideration.

Well. Personally I can think of fewer more consequential lives. His legacy endures to this day, and stood like a specter over the Democrats who followed him in the White House straight through Obama. They were all chasing him. All of them.

One day I will write a novel and Hamilton and Burr, despite that fancy musical that created such a fuss. I think that’s one of the defining stories of American history, and has plenty of juice left in it. And one day I will write a novel about Kennedy and Oswald. I have no idea how any author could ever struggle for material. I have stories I’ve burned decades to write. Whatever you think of Oswald, he’s beyond fascinating subject matter, and his story is perfect counterpoint to Kennedy’s. There is great material in there. I might only help contribute. But I know I will have to. 

I can’t ignore it. I can’t forget it. And a little bit of time makes no difference at all. It heightens the drama, if anything.

Abigail Only!

Last week I finalized and Amazon published Abigail Only, the 2024 family Christmas collection.

Every year this millennium (or more or less) I've written and distributed at least a poem each Christmas for family, and since 2020 I've led the chapbooks I've been distributing with novellas.  This year's was a departure from the ones I'd been writing, the first one set in the real world rather than the fantasy land of Wendale.  This year I had the story already set, but the title was inspired by something my sister said in relation to my newest and possibly last of all niece, a phrase that just seemed irresistible.

Among the other material I included is a short story relating to the Danab Cycle, a follow-up to a story I wrote years ago that I'd been wanting to revisit, and anyway helps further flesh out Danab society, which since I decided finally to call the Space Corps stories the Danab Cycle because of their huge importance in the saga, was always necessary as I've gotten around to writing more of it, and am headed steadily toward writing Collider, thirty years in the making...Before I get there, though, I have another short project I want to tackle, examining a kind of origin (in this world there are a lot of origin stories that need telling, and I've got two of the last books I intend to write dedicated to the two biggest secret origins of the whole saga), what exactly might be known about all this in the present day, Earth, when nothing at all here seems to be happening in relation to it.

A Journal of the Pandemic #36: A Conclusion

Back in 2020, the pandemic for me began with the cancellation of a family reunion. I’m happy to report we finally got around to making up for that.

COVID is still circulating. At my workplace it was running kind of rampant (as much as it can these days) in recent weeks, so obviously it’s not going away anytime soon. 

The good news is that life is pretty much back to normal, where it was before all that began. 

My brother, the oldest one, who was the first to bow out of the 2020 reunion when it was still voluntary to decide about lockdown measures, is retiring from the Air Force. This ended up being the occasion, at the ceremony yesterday, to getting the gang back together for the first time in nine years (at Mom’s funeral).

It was pretty awesome. I’m not going to describe everything here, but it also meant I got to catch up with my Maine nephews for the first time since 2017, in which they’ve both been literally and figuratively growing leaps and bounds.

Of course I got to see the Burito (as I did last year) (twice) (and again in June!), and her expanding network of sisters and brother, and that was great!

I learned a little of the new Billy Joel song and almost pulled it off at the ceremony (my brother’s a big fan, but I seem to be a little more involved in some of Billy Joel’s career in recent years than he’s been, but then he’s been very, very busy in his career(s)).

Played some card games! Card games are one of the religions we ascribe to.

And other games. Even a little of the Olympic Games! 

And some good tours of a little local nature (including the obligatory trip to Bailey Island) (and several helpings of Moxie).

May have made the most significant breakthroughs in thirty years of prep work on Collider! So that was pretty cool.

And yes, officially closing the thoughts on the pandemic here, about a year after I last discussed it.

A new Kindle Vella project: A Most Excellent Fancy

In the ordinary course of events, Kindle Vella announced it was holding a contest, and eventually I heard about it, and came up with a story for it:

A Most Excellent Fancy

This is my fourth Vella, following somewhat belatedly from the others after tackling two novel manuscripts in the past few years.  Given the rapid nature of the affair, I somewhat calculatedly followed the minimum guidelines (at least ten chapters, at least 10,000 words), which I was able to accommodate given all my writing experience with little difficulty.

Since Vella, as with much of the internet, is geared toward the fancies of the young, I don't know how likely I am, as ever, to spontaneously appeal to their interests, but it's fun to pretend I might otherwise pique some readers.  

Given the timetable (August 20), I buckled down yesterday and got about half the thing done (the first chapter was written a week ago), with the most important, and crucial, material to go, including a fun final chapter and a bonus one to act as coda.

Happily, this project speaks to what I wrote earlier this year (The Children's Crusade), and what I'm tackling next (Abigail Only).

May the Fourth Be with You

May 4th is considered Star Wars Day since it sounds so similar to the classic Jedi blessing, and has become a thing in recent years for fans to celebrate. 

I’ve been a fan basically my whole life. I can’t begin to guess when the first time I watched. It was a fond memory by the time I was eight or nine, writing about it in fourth or fifth grade, the latest rewatch. None of us saw any of the original movies in theaters, as the oldest of the kids were either just being born or having just been, and we really didn’t start going to the movies until the ‘90s. When the Star Wars revival happened at the start of that decade (it’s difficult to believe now but after the release of Return of the Jedi there really was a chance the phenomenon would fade into history quite easily) with the Dark Horse comics and Timothy Zahn books (Zahn’s was the start of a splinter in the fan community that persists to this day), we were onboard. When the movies started in on their many home video rereleases, we were there. When they were released in the special editions to theaters again, we were there! One of my brothers legitimately grew a Jedi rat tail after The Phantom Menace, which was the foundation for the long hair he sports to this day.

Of course today the prequels struggle to find any truly positive opinions, although less so in the aftermath of the sequel trilogy. I don’t care because I love all of them. I lost interest in the comics (my brothers dove deeply into those early ones, but they never shared with me, and by the time Shadows of the Empire was a thing, it was too late for me), and I lost interest in Star Wars books sooner than I did with their Star Trek rivals (it didn’t help that I never found any of them as interesting as the earlier Han Solo and Lando Calrissian series; I decided they tried too hard to be the movies, and I don’t like when spinoff material doesn’t have the integrity to just be itself).

I love John Williams’ scores. We all did. They were some of the original gateways to my wider appreciation of music. That he continued his duties straight to the complete trilogies is astounding. By the sequel trilogy he had eliminated most of his bombast, certainly didn’t challenge the legacy of “Duel of the Fates,” and yet if anything it challenges me to revisit that work to see where he ends up in this coda.

I frequently meditate on Star Wars, its many implications and ways it’s influenced me. George Lucas didn’t intend to hang the bulk of his legacy on this space opera, but eventually it was inescapable for him, even if he tried to work around it. 

And don’t forget, tomorrow is the Revenge of the Fifth! It just continues to grow…

A to Z Challenge in a Day

I haven’t participated in the blogging A to Z Challenge in a number of years, and probably never at this blog. Today’s the last day (in the off chance anyone visiting here doesn’t know about the challenge, every April participants write about a topic based on the alphabet), so let’s go ahead and speed round it! Every letter, telling a story in flash fiction form…

A

Abraham Lincoln sat watching. The war was on. At the start it was treated as a spectator sport. He didn’t watch the fighting. He didn’t go to the field at all. He watched instead his cabinet members as their eyes averted his. They were full of doubt. He remained silent.

B

Batman watched from the shadows. In his intermittent life as Bruce Wayne, he’d seen the man he was watching play by very different rules. Here, the man abandoned all pretext of civilization. Batman wondered if he could exact greater justice in the alley or the boardroom. He waited patiently as he decided. The cops were already there. Sometimes he intervened anyway. 

C

The cat watched as the human walked past. The cat was a stray, and this was a human it recognized, but was not part of its circle of trust. The cat wondered if it was worth the risk of extending an invitation, even a temporary one. It was never easy making such decisions.

D

The dog barked out the window, perching its paws on the windowsill. Its human told the dog to stop. The dog was uncertain the danger had passed. The dog valued certainty.

E

The elephant in the room was a footstool of questionable design. Few visitors brought it up. 

F

The fish had no idea what happened. One minute it was swimming and the next something got lodged in its mouth, and it was gliding out of the water, and then something was pulled out of its mouth, and then it sailed back into the water with a splash. Then it swam on.

G

James Garfield lay dying. He wondered what kind of legacy he might possibly have. The bullet itched, he found. 

H

High above the treetops a hot air balloon soared. Aboard someone tried to steer it, but if they were having any luck, the boy watching the efforts couldn’t see it.

I

I sat beneath a tree. I wished I had a book.

J

Just then an eagle came into view, and from its jaws the remnant of some meal dropped below.

K

King James wondered if Shakespeare would’ve agreed to just write the whole thing. He wondered what his mom would’ve thought. He wondered about his grandfather. 

L

Larry Bird watched the game and wondered if in his prime he might have been good enough to keep up, excel as he once had.

M

Queen Mary sat in her cell and considered whether she might have been able to avoid such a fate.

N

No. She decided. No.

O

O Captain, my captain. Someone wrote this out in a notebook, and I found it, and I remembered that it had originally been written about Lincoln.

P

Peter picked a peck of pickled…No, he was supposed to, but he ended up goofing off instead.

Q

Picard stared at Q, exasperated. Q scoffed and then laughed.

R

Robin sat off behind Batman. Batman didn’t always share his thought process. He was impatient.

S

Superman wouldn’t have thought the same way Batman did. But then he was also Clark Kent, and might have already written about the man in the paper

T

Mister T stood across from Piper in the ring, ready to box him. A part of him wanted badly to go off-script.

U

Under other circumstances, if he wasn’t being paid so well, and if he wasn’t so keen on his reputation, keeping his day job, he would’ve been tempted indeed…

V

The villain was oblivious to the crime fighters watching him.

W

Walt looked at the sketch of the little mouse, and for a moment heard a voice inside his head. Then he started to whistle. He’d figure it out. 

X

The social media page continued to hum along, the reports of its demise being, as usual, greatly exaggerated…

Y

The yellow bird watched the remains of the fish drop. Its differing diet made the finch wonder if the eagle was perhaps insane.

Z

The zebra watched the humans riding the horse, and ran off on its own, baffled.

2023 Box Office Top Ten

I've been blogging these results here in one of my efforts to make it not just a chronicle of my writing but as a suggestion of my other interests (although I have a blog I've maintained since 2002 it used to be featured in, and a whole blog about movies, but here's to recent consistency!), and it seems movies released in 2023 have reasonably slowed enough to provide an accurate look at the top hits, both nationally and globally...As always, numbers are from Box Office Mojo, are good as of the date this post is published, and are registered either in millions or billions of US dollars...

Top Ten U.S. Box Office

1. Barbie ($636 million) The biggest surprise hit in years, probably, as well as a clear indication that audiences are interested both in something new and familiar, plus enduring interest in Margot Robbie, one of the clear defining actors of this generation at this point, and finally a lead role that proves it.
2. The Super Mario Bros. Movie ($574 million) The fall of Disney as the blockbuster machine across multiple studios led to another nostalgic hit at the box office.  My nephew was certainly among its biggest fans.  Can we finally move past that earlier version that most people still can't admit was just a knockoff of Beetlejuice?
3. Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse ($381 million) My favorite Spider-Man movies remain the least popular ones, the Andrew Garfield/Marc Webb duology.  These animated ones are a little too akin to the spastic entertainment I wish weren't so prevalent these days.  Also, get off my lawn!
4. Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 ($358 million) This belated conclusion to the trilogy is once again proof that the MCU never met a story it didn't really want to end.  As standalone stories not really a lot of complete storytelling going on in these films.
5. Oppenheimer ($329 million) Standing close to toe-to-toe with Barbie over the summer, this was the film that finally allowed critics to appreciate Christopher Nolan as much as the rest of us.
6. The Little Mermaid ($298 million) Disney's biggest claim, besides the MCU entry above, was this latest live action remake.  
7. Wonka ($218 million) Timothy Chalamet is one of this generation's leading talents, so it's nice to see him score in something other than Dune.
8. Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania ($214 million) I loved the first two in the series, but am ambivalent about this one, which seems less interested in the title characters than setting up a villain whose actor ended up canceled.  But even that was botched, giving Kang way too much attention and allowing him to be...defeated, in a much more decisive fashion than Loki prior to Avengers...Confounding, as the MCU frequently is for me...
9. John Wick: Chapter 4 ($187 million) This is one of those movies whose value only seems to increase the more I think about it, and I'm also glad it performed well.
10. Sound of Freedom ($184 million) Here's the other original piece of filmmaking to crack the chart, a word-of-mouth success story that suggests we're not as lost in modern blockbusters as we sometimes seem.

Global Top Ten

1. Barbie ($1,445 billion) It tends to be a consensus at top, but it's doubly rewarding for a surprise like this to mark the achievement.
2. The Super Mario Bros. Movie ($1,356 billion) International audiences ate up the same animated hijinks, too.
3. Oppenheimer ($965 million) The first significant difference in the charts is greater appreciation for Nolan's masterpiece.
4. Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 ($845 million) Online we don't often think of how our opinions are being swayed by other countries.  When it's a hit elsewhere, too, that's often how you'll see the truly positive reception.
5. Fast X ($704 million) The biggest difference is this one, where it was much more popular elsewhere.  I'm glad the series continues to be enjoyed somewhere.
6. Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse ($690 million) At some point someone'll care how terribly all these modern Spider-Man movies have been titled.  There're future generations that'll have no real way to tell 'em apart.
7. Wonka ($632 million) It's nice that we're in an era where at least we aren't complaining there's another movie with this guy...
8. The Little Mermaid ($569 million) The elephant in the room is that this is the one everyone complained online played the diversity card too hard.  At work I had colleagues who were genuinely happy to see themselves represented.  It's mermaids, people.  
9. Mission: Impossible - Dead Reckoning Part One ($567 million) After the huge success of Top Gun: Maverick, I think a lot of people expected this to be a much bigger success.  Internationally it was.
10. Elemental ($496 million) Pixar still has clout in other countries!  For me, this just seemed like another of the studio's rehashes.  They've got a lot of those.

Have submitted Children's Crusade to New Directions Novel Prize 2024...

So, just submitted Children's Crusade to New Directions' Novel Prize 2024 contest.  I last attempted to submit to the contest in its first iteration in 2020, but the process screwed up, the file didn't load, and I ended up losing the file when my computer died a few months later (a significant revision of the middle section from In the Land of Pangaea I've never had the heart to revisit, much less a needed retooling of the whole manuscript).

I'm mean, it'd be nice to be published by anyone, but New Directions would be particularly ideal.  It's the publisher behind most of Roberto Bolano's English translations, Helen DeWitt's home, and the house that put out Javier Marias's Your Face Tomorrow trilogy, all among the greatest treasures of my reading experience.  

Heck, if the criteria had specifically forbidden it, I would've submitted In the Leviathan, too.  

Sure it's a pipedream, and has been for decades, now, but it's still nice to be able to dream.  I think Crusade came out nicely, but that's my extremely biased opinion.  I have so much more I'd love to write, including a whole series of historical fiction I was dreaming up earlier today, plus stuff like A Centaur Died., Book of Doom, and of course the Danab Cycle, which demands so much more space than I reasonably have working full-time.

Just have to wait until, oh, January...

Having finished Children’s Crusade…

Just finished writing The Children’s Crusade. Still in shock.

The story clocked out at roughly 55,000 words. Got the first 50,000 words in at the old NaNoWriMo pace, not even intending to, just trying to get the story done during Lent, but the writing just flowing, the urgency of getting it done…

I hadn’t written something this long in about a decade. Recently I’ve tackled a lot of projects just getting the instinct back to par, and I guess it worked. Everything else I wrote, it culminated here. It was a story I outlined in the spur of the moment last year, and intended to write this year, and last month I started and this month it’s actually done. A lot of what I’ve written recently, there were significant breaks, even if at times I “caught up.” This time every time I “caught up,” I just got further and further ahead.

Until I reached this point. I hadn’t written since Tuesday, since hitting the NaNo mark, and I honestly didn’t know when I was going to write again. Lent still has two weeks, after all. I didn’t write yesterday, or this morning, and until I was actually writing I thought it would be the same this afternoon. And then it just happened. 

So all that feels good.

Having begun Children’s Crusade…

Having begun writing The Children’s Crusade, it reminds me all over again the rush of writing, of really writing, of the ideas coming fast and furious, how to write the story, how it’s different from when you’re only planning, how the story seems to write itself…

This is how I define being a writer. It’s not just writing or even selling actual books (although that would certainly be nice, too), but the thrill of the experience, of tackling the project, of knowing there’s a long way to go, but I can get there because I know how to get there, and I know it’ll be worth it, even if no one reads it ever, because the story is the thing, and it takes on a life of its own…

So anyway, it’s early yet, three chapters in and hopefully two more later today, and only forty-five after that…But I’ve got this. These days I’m tackling shorter chapters. The last time I was really in novel-length mode I’d gotten into the rhythm of much longer chapters, and that worked then and this works now, they make sense in context, and it would be nice to write long chapters again but for now shorter is better…

Anyway, this is to say I feel happy about this, and since this one is a long one and it’s a completely original idea and I already know the whole thing but little things will keep popping up as necessary, and I want this done in forty days or so…I am locked into a zone. This isn’t always how these things play out or even need to or should, but when it happens and it looks very clear and true and doable…

So I’ve begun writing. And I will, once again, continue.

Not-the-Tonys 2024

Gosh, I’m not very good at keeping these up, but let’s go ahead and have a brief look at what my favorite things from 2023 were…

Movies

This one’s pretty easy. Like a lot of critics (for a change!), my pick is Oppenheimer. I’ve been a huge fan of Christopher Nolan since Memento, and so have followed his career eagerly ever since. This is clearly a career high (and as a big fan this is an amazing statement).

Before seeing Oppenheimer last summer my answer would’ve been Guy Ritchie’s The Covenant, which I still highly recommend. Other highlights from the year include Napoleon, Asteroid City, The Creator. It was a good year for movies.

Books

My favorite new book of the year was J.K. Rowling’s seventh Robert Galbraith Strike/Ellacott mystery The Running Grave. Favorite read in general was Milton’s Paradise Lost, favorite graphic novel Lemire, Kindt & Rubin’s Cosmic Detective, and taking a stab at a monthly comic probably Tom King’s Human Target, which finished last spring.

Music 

Gosh, I’m gonna give this one to The National, who I finally got into last year after discovering them at the end of Warrior back in 2011. The Beatles released “Now and Then” at the end of the year, Darius Rucker dropped a new album.

TV

I haven’t been exploring a lot of new things since the streaming era took over, so it was a lot of just continuing favorites like various Star Treks, Yellowstone, Ghosts, Survivor, even a revival of Frasier. Did get to see The Mandalorian and Sandman at the very end of the year thanks to physical releases.

Writing Projects

I tackled exactly two projects last year, In the Leviathan and Liz & Pepe. Both were well worth the efforts. Did a lot of prep work for other things, and I’m really, really close to starting up again. 

Favorite Family Time

The two visits with my niece and the rest of her clan! Obviously! The highlights of the year!

Closing in on The Children’s Crusade

You may be aware that the subtitle of Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five is “The Children’s Crusade,” and you may also know that during the Crusades there was an actual children’s crusade, which is the point at which people tend to agree they officially went off the rails.

My version is a little different. I first conceived of and sketched it out last year after finishing In the Leviathan, flush in the accomplishment and wanting something similarly meaningful (but for different reasons) to tackle next. Then I sat on it for the rest of the year.

Today I revisited the outline and revised it with a few key tweaks (including a timeline), so that the multiple character arcs play out in context to each other. This will be a tapestry of a story, tackling themes of responsibility, faith, and existential crisis, a commentary on the modern age that looks backward and still looks hopefully into the future.

I figure I will probably begin writing the thing soon.