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Clint Essentials: Novak's Last Theory, Part 4: From the Forest Primeval
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Tuesday, July 14, 2009. Novak's Last Theory, Part 4: From the Forest Primeval. Today, so far: Dream—the same; Opening ceremony—the same; Research window—skipping it; Closing ceremony—only 7 hours away. Honestly, I'm having trouble continuing. Everything is drudgery. I head to the bridge. Gomes and Carter are huddled over a nav screen, faces lit from below. I start through the ritual, only half listening. Gomes straightens up. "Approach is shallow by almost 3 microseconds of arc.". Yes We are.". Easy," I ...
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Clint Essentials: Novak's Last Theory, Part 7: Every Loop has its Hole
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Thursday, July 23, 2009. Novak's Last Theory, Part 7: Every Loop has its Hole. It can't be true. I'm walking up to the observation dome to meet with the old man. I don't trust him, but he's been right about two things so far: phantom memories are returning to me, like inexplicably familiar strangers; that, and I refuse to accept that he is the real me. You're late," he says. Sitting there in his dark suit, his head and beard seem disembodied; like a comet streaking up into the stars. When I think of the ...
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Clint Essentials: October 2009
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Wednesday, October 7, 2009. The Short Happy Life of Clint Essentials. I've decided to move my writing efforts back over to my main website, Clintonium.com. For a variety of reasons, the two most prominent being:. I've found Blogger to be a fairly lame publishing platform in contrast to Wordpress. I want to pool my scattered writing efforts into one place so that they're easier to keep track of, and easier to maintain. If you want to see what I'm up to currently, you can head on over to Clintonium.com.
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Clint Essentials: Novak's Last Theory, Part 5: Those We've Left Behind
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Friday, July 17, 2009. Novak's Last Theory, Part 5: Those We've Left Behind. Well, you know. How Gomes and Carter are," I say, "and Matiba doesn't really talk. He just psychoanalyzes.". Mori smiles faintly. "That's him alright." She's lying halfway into a service tunnel, splicing electrical cables. And you're the easiest to convince.". She slides out, wipes a sleeve across her sweat-streaked face. "Oh? That's a lie," she says quickly. ".but one that only I could have told you.". He pats his own chest and...
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Clint Essentials: Novak's Last Theory, Part 9: A Pattern of Threads
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Monday, July 27, 2009. Novak's Last Theory, Part 9: A Pattern of Threads. I wake to a revelation. The vision has triggered more memories: threads in the weaving I was still searching for. My mind pulls back, and I see the pattern in full. That's what I've been unable to accept. It's got nothing to do with the old man and his dissembling claims to my future. It's a concession that I can only save the others – not my self. Now I understand why I've come to this point so many times. It's an awful choice.
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Clint Essentials: September 2009
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Friday, September 4, 2009. Sledgehammer was this past weekend, and wow, what an exhausting but fantastic marathon of collaborative writing. In true Williams fashion, our team ran the clock right up to within seconds of the deadline (we dived through the door and turned in our story roughly 15 seconds before midnight), but for once, it wasn't all. My fault. I swear! Stop giving me that look. My friend Vinnie Kinsella has posted a much more thorough account of our weekend adventures. Captain Novak and his ...
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Clint Essentials: Novak's Last Theory, Part 1: It Hurts Every Time
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Friday, July 3, 2009. Novak's Last Theory, Part 1: It Hurts Every Time. I wake up with a lurch, heart pounding hard as I try to focus my eyes and shake off the numbness of cold storage. Alarms are blaring in my ears, telling me what I already know: we're all going to die. Mental ritual: increment the count. We do this every day, but the crew never remembers. I'm alone in that. The fold drive.". 8212;is compromised," I finish. "We need to dump the core immediately.". How many rems do you think we absorbed?
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Clint Essentials: Novak's Last Theory, Part 10: Don't Let Your Left Hand Know
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Tuesday, July 28, 2009. Novak's Last Theory, Part 10: Don't Let Your Left Hand Know. The day arrives. I make up my mind just a few minutes before the loophole is due to appear. I race to the engine room. Coming down the hall, I can see it forming: a distortion of spacetime that wavers like heat around the fold engine housing. The center grows and darkens, absorbing the light. I pause just inside the doorway to stare at it. Did you think I wouldn't find out? He lifts a gun in his skeletal hand. I lift her...
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Clint Essentials: Novak's Last Theory, Part 6: The Nascent and the Ancient
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Sunday, July 19, 2009. Novak's Last Theory, Part 6: The Nascent and the Ancient. Today I start my search in the maintenance corridors behind central processing, based on a hunch I can't explain. I'm hoping to find the boy earlier in the day. I carry a light to navigate the narrow, unlit passages. Crossing through an intersection, I hear a voice call my name. I freeze. It's not one of the crew. Or the boy. Turn the light away," he growls, "you're blinding me! We've met before.". I reach for my com. Wheels...
