Glimpse at the book...

Here are a couple of excerpts from the novel I'm working on.


From chapter one, one of the many log recordings of Dr. Wilde:


"I love you Dr. Wilde, the children announced in unison. 

I love you too.

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The Uploads were particularly glitchy today. Verbal was good, motor was good, but the daily math assessment was the first I had received with sub-perfect scores since I could remember.  Machine informs me that it was truncation errors due to this month's solar flare activity. I guess that explains Machine's temporary hicup in development. It's expected to resume after the solar storm. The statistical analysis shows variation in answers but all on the same question and due to interuptions to different solution methods. Incubation as a whole is ahead of schedule and upload may actually get the chance to fall on Machine's scheduled date for once.

Nur. Thomas Wilde, Log 85.32, 21.34.56
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From chapter 6, an interesting breaking point:



"Thomas languished and stumbled to the curb, emersed in the pulsing hum of the Machine, kicking at the frozen ground to delay the monotony setting in. Looming on the horizon like the tentacles of some ashen hypersymmetric sea creature, the Machine's comm towers blinked green with epileptic perfect frequency. The wind was cold but comfortable, moist but lifeless. Scentless. He ran his fingers through his beard, around the back of his head, and down the trail of hair to his shoulders. His fingernails peeled and deposited along the fine topography of the concrete. His jaws clenched building a tension at the back of his neck. His heart pumped slowly conjuring the might of gods what must be at all odds to this. Chest heaving. His eyes welled filling his cavernous sockets only after minutes breaching and drenching his gaunt cheeks, adhering to his matted beard. The vague holographic spectres loomed in the sky taunting his sanity, defacing the stars, and disembowling his gutteral notions of beauty and organic. "