Newsletter: Limit of Infinity Happenings 22.11.19
Sent out 22.11.2019 to 63 fans.
 22 November 2019 Newsletter |
| Writer Update!Book Three of The Limit of Infinity is still up for preorder! It’s just 99 cents, and will be up through its launch in just two days! Stay tuned for more deals! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07ZTSKFK4 Drafts and edits are all finished now, as is its cover! However, I’m still working out the kinks on the paperback, so that’s still a little while out. Preorder Book Three TodayShort Story! As promised, here’s a continuation of the last short story! ACCOLADE Chapter One-Part Two Gideon finds himself sitting in a cold metal chair in a damp room, a bag over his head and handcuffs tight against his wrists. He can feel the moisture in the air, and the heat of his breath quickly dissipate in the cold room. Gideon has been in here for a few hours after some men told him they were police and wanted to ask him some questions.They had led Gideon to a large truck, put this smelly old bag over his head, and took him to wherever this place was. Gideon knew he was in a basement because they led down several flights of stairs—a feat for not being able to see where one is stepping. They led him through several corridors, and finally into this room. What do they want? Gideon thinks, still unable to slow his heart rate after all these hours, Maybe they want information on the disappearance of several of my friends last year, I don’t know much about that though… Suddenly the door to the room squeals open and Gideon listens to the intruder’s heavy footsteps and equally as heavy breathing followed by another set of much quieter set of feet.“Do you know why you’re here mister Gideon Reagan Lennox?” The man with the heavy breathing inquires in a menacing voice, much like the police in cop shows who finally caught the villain they had been hunting their whole career.“N-no, sir,” Gideon stammers, nervous.“Agent Craig, the hood,” The heavy breathing man says. as he spoke, Gideon feels the bag getting pull away and he finally gets to see the whole room. The room is dark, and puddles of what he hopes is water dominate much of the floor space. The only light in the room is a lonely flickering fluorescent tube, its accompanying tube likely went out ages ago. Before Gideon sits a fat man whose face seems to be stuck in a look of contempt with a dash of sadness. Gideon begins turning to the other agent to see who he was when he fat man speaks again, “Don’t look at him, look at me. You’re the one in trouble, not him.”“I’m in trouble? I’m sorry, what did I do?” Gideon asks, his mind racing for any even minor laws he might have broken.“Is this yours?” The fat man shows Gideon the paper he had turned into Professor Grayson and sets it on the table between us.“Yes…” Gideon looks at it, then at the fat man, wondering how a drawing could get him arrested, “How did you get that? And what does that have to do with all this?” Gideon motions to the handcuffs and points with his chin around the room.“We monitor schools for students who make stuff like this, and everything else that threatens the state.”“Threatens the state? How does a doodle do that?”“You and I both know this is more than just a doodle,”“What are you talking—”“How do you know what a mutant looks like?”“I don’t, it’s just a—”“How do you know?” The fat man’s face grows a deep red, he looks ready to strangle someone, a look Gideon had only seen one other time, a few years back.Gideon had only been fourteen the first time he got that look. He got it from a girl’s dad after bringing her home hours after curfew. Looking back, Gideon had some sympathy for the dad, but in the moment, he couldn’t understand why he didn’t buy our story. The school dance had finished on time, and everything had gone well. The girl–he distinctly remembers her name being Sarah—and Gideon had gotten some food right after the dance, and then headed right for her house. He had intended to avoid any negative conversations with her dad about anything. As far as Gideon was concerned, if the dad had nothing against him, then that was as close as he’d get to being liked by him. But that goal didn’t pan out.The two were late because the district she lived in was behind barricades. Soldiers marched every which way, and they heard crashes in the distance. Of course, they were still young, so they hopped over the barricades and investigated. Remaining unseen, they scampered behind all the cover they could find. They could have made it to Sarah’s home, but they were both more interested in checking out what all the commotion was for. The two had watched as soldiers raided the district’s nuthouse, which was butted up against the wall of the Dome.They had watched as the soldiers marched people out, some in patients’ garb, some in doctors’ uniforms, and then others in tattered rags unfit for a beggar. They were all lined up, and Gideon and Sarah watched as each person was talked to by a woman in black. Each person was handed a piece of paper. As each finished reading the note, their heads had dropped, and their expressions grew dark. Soldiers lined up opposite of them, their guns leaning against their shoulders.Gideon and Sarah had been so intent on watching what was happening, that they hadn’t noticed a man come up behind them. Sarah screamed when he tapped her shoulder, but he had tried to calm them. He had been wearing one of the orange patient uniforms, he had a veteran insignia on this shoulder, and across his chest, Corridor 13 was printed in black. Gideon remembered how he had quickly told us ‘There’s more out there than what they tell you…’ the patient had started, Gideon remembers the patient had been fairly lucid, but he slipped as he continued, ‘Always more… cities. Kingdoms. Dragons. Beware the king. Watch for his troops. They came in the night… Goodbye Captain Gregory… good night…’ Gideon remembered those words vividly, and they still echoed through his mind most every day.Of course, all the soldiers had heard Sarah scream, and they came running. He and Sarah were a few steps ahead and managed to get away, voices calling for them from behind. After that, they returned to the other side of the barricades and waited until the district was open again. Gideon had looked for Sarah the next day at school, but she wasn’t there. He had visited her house after school but found charred ruins where it once stood.“You wouldn’t believe me,” Gideon starts, preparing to tell a truth he was sure would get me locked up.“I’ve heard everything from desperate kids,” The fat man lights a cigarette as he leans back in a folding chair. Surprisingly it held his generous weight, but with every move he made, it squeals in protest. He takes a deep breath through his cigarette and releases the blueish cloud directly into Gideon’s face.Gideon holds his breath, and feels his eyes water, as he struggles not to cough. He watches as the smoke gathers around the flickering light above him. Gideon takes a cautious breath once the smoke is out of his face, and starts, “That thing there comes from my dreams… I’ve had dreams of them for years now, this is the first time I’ve drawn one though. I—”“You know what I think?” The fat man interrupts, he continues, clearly not wanting an answer, “I think you’ve been sneaking out of the Dome, seeing things you shouldn’t.”“What? No, I’ve never—” Gideon starts to protest, he didn’t even know there was a way out of the city. Other than the military-run checkpoints, everything was supposed to be just about impenetrable.“It’s really too bad too,” The fat man continues, once again raising his voice over Gideon’s, “Your teacher had good things to say about you, and your records show you could have been a shining citizen.”“But I’ve done nothing wrong,”“Sure, you have. You’ve seen more than you should have, that’s a crime kid.”“Dreaming is a crime?”“Sure, it is. Well, kid, your ‘dreams’ have made me miss my dinner date, and I would like to just get home now. So, just tell me, where have you been sneaking out, and who with?”“No one! Honestly, they are just dreams.” Gideon whimpers, nearly begging. He bites his tongue as he tries to not ask how an angry fat man could get a date with anyone in the city.“Kid, I really don’t have time for this,” The fat man mutters as he struggles out of his seat. He pulls out his gun, and spins its chamber threateningly as he continues, “It would be a shame if you didn’t tell us and you happened to not be able to go home today. Not say your goodbyes to your family. A shame, indeed.”“What are you talking about?” Gideon demands, knowing he is being blackmailed, “I have never gone outside of the dome, much less with anyone else!”“Enough,” A woman’s voice reverberates from a speaker, Gideon looks to the two-way mirror on his right, assuming the woman is behind it as she continues, “The Governor has requested mister Lennox be enrolled in the Stalwart Program. No further questioning the boy, agent.”The fat man’s jaw muscles flex, and Gideon can see he is angered by the request. Nonetheless, he stands as silently as his generous figure allows, and wordlessly exits the room. Close behind, the one he called Agent Craig retreats as well. As the two exit, the light in the room is shut off. Gideon finds himself absolutely alone. He tries to stay awake, but after several hours of the darkest darkness he had ever been in, he can’t help but nod off.Stay tuned for Chapter Two! But, if you are impatient, you can read several chapters ahead on our Facebook Page! Finally, we’re taking part in several group promotion with quite a few other authors! Find EscapeThis promo is full of freebies! If you’d like a sci-fi story, fantasy novel, or countless other stories for free, be sure to check this one out! https://storyoriginapp.com/to/n5Nud9f Kindle Unlimited Sci-Fi & Fantasy titlesThis promo is full of Sci-Fi and Fantasy titles that are enrolled in Kindle Unlimited! Kindle Unlimited, or KU, is a service with Amazon that lets you read countless books for a ten-dollar monthly subscription. https://storyoriginapp.com/to/Vc4SmhPA Dish Served Cold – Books Featuring VengeanceThis promo is full of freebies! 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Caleb Fast is a young sci-fi writer from the Pacific Northwest! He is 22 years old and he loves writing nearly as much as he loves reading and learning new things. He also enjoys history, science, in addition to quite a few other things, and he does my best to bring those passions into his writing.
For years, Caleb has written stories that he shared with friends. He's always leaned toward writing science fiction in the countless stories that he wrote growing up, only occasionally veering away from that because of his love for all things medieval and all things related to the World Wars.
One of the earliest real books that Caleb can remember reading was A Journey to the Center of the Earth, which he read before War of the Worlds and 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea. Caleb devoured these three books, and quickly learned they were all part of an amazing genre called science fiction. Thanks to the works of H.G. Wells and Jules Verne, he became a voracious science fiction reader. Now, all these books later, Caleb has gone on to publish works of my own that he hope might inspire another kid to get hooked on this amazing genre.
