Fat Mogul vs. Exhaustion

The past month has been quite wild around the Oster household.  As mentioned last week, we bought a farm pretty much immediately after I started up my new job.  This means  that the comfort which came from starting to work from home again, was joined with the absolute utter insanity which is trying to get a house ready to be moved and sold at the same time as adjusted to a new employer.

In other words, the past month has been quite literally exhausting.

But we’re seeing the light…at least for our current house.  We close on the new house soon and won’t be actually moving there until the kids get out of school, and our current house is about to go up on the market for sale, which means that we’re nearly done with all the major prep work so the pictures look amazing and will just be down to the complete deep cleaning necessary before each and every showing….so, you know…better.

What this means is that by the time I get into my bed every night, my body is quite thoroughly exhausted…but my brain is still awake…and I’ve been thinking up some brand new adventures I want to write about…although I’m looking toward possibly utilizing some different avenues for printing them.  One of which is to put a regular space on here for one of the stories, where it would work something like a serialized novel.

And so that’s the real reason I’m here today, folks.  Although I’m hard at work on Agora Files – Part III, and getting really excited about where this story is taking me (we’re already past the 10,000 word mark, meaning I’m approximately a seventh of the way through the first draft), I’m also looking at trying to get some new fiction into your hands more quickly.

So, what do you think?  Would you be interested in seeing an ongoing story published here on the site?  Maybe I should do it all old-school Choose Your Own Adventure style…that could be interesting 🙂

In short…I’m tired and don’t have much for real content for today, but wanted to keep a regular posting schedule going, so here’s my excuse for it:  a lame attempt at telling you about what I might be up to.

Have fun out there!

Fat Mogul vs. My Old Wife

Now, I don’t want to come off as being a jerk of a husband or anything, but my wife is old.

I mean, sure, she may be five years younger than me and everything, but, still…she’s old.

Look, here’s the thing…it’s her birthday today and everything, and I may have been too busy to plan any sort of crazy rager to celebrate how she’s now officially sitting in the ranks of the old people like you and me.  But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to acknowledge that she has, indeed, gotten older.

Like way old.

And so, because of her absolute and utter infatuation with the oddly popular ginger-headed man, I figured there was only one possible way to celebrate her special day…with this amazingly special video.

Now, if you want to help make her day special, I suggest you contact her in whatever way you know how and send her as much Ed Sheeran love as you possibly can.

And make sure to tell her you love her and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!


On a more serious note, although she is, in fact, getting older, as we all do, I absolutely love my wife and how she’s still able to enjoy the world like a youngin’ by doing things like exploring the world with me and our kids, while also enjoying a good ol’ monkey pile now and again.

So, Happy Birthday, Gretchen!  Here’s to a billion more!


America v Equality

The concepts of America and Freedom are deeply entwined.  We were founded on the ideal of freedom.  Most of the early settlers came to this land for freedom.  America proudly calls itself the “land of the free!”

And interestingly enough, one of the things most battled about in our political spectrum of today revolves around exactly what that means.

I remember growing up in the church and being told about how America was founded on the principal of religious freedom.

We would look back to folks like the Pilgrims, who sought freedom from a religious dictatorship.  They chose the harsh landscape of America over their comfortable civilized lives because they just couldn’t handle living under the Church of England any longer.

This says a lot for what it means to wish for freedom. These folks moved away from everything they ever knew or loved, with the highest probability of never seeing them again, simply because they did not feel like they were being allowed to be true to themselves.

Unfortunately, if you pay attention to what they did once they arrived on the shores of the New World, it’s pretty easy to see how they weren’t really as interested in freedom as they might have proclaimed.  Many of the Northeast settlements became incredibly exclusionary religious territories almost immediately.

A fantastic example of this is the tale of the development of the state of Rhode Island.  I won’t take too much time by delving into specifics, but Roger Williams was kicked out of Massachusetts because of his religious views.  He, then, founded Providence as a space of religious freedom.

Of course, that freedom wasn’t as simple as saying “All are welcome”, as was evident when a battle ensued between the colonists of Rhode Island and Anne Hutchinson and her followers, causing a further division in Rhode Island which brought about a new settlement calling itself Newport.

These are drastic oversimplifications of the events which unfurled in the early history of Rhode Island, but the simple point to be made here is that although the Puritans came around looking to be free from the CoE, they didn’t really think that the folks they lived with should believe anything different than themselves.

And more often than not, they would kick the heretics out of the colony.

This concept of a required agreement of faith is something which, unfortunately, lives on in America today…

“Freedom for me doesn’t necessarily mean freedom for you” is probably something which defines America more than anything else.  America, the land of the free, might actually require an addendum of “as long as we agree”.

Which is where the concept of equality comes in.  Interestingly enough, the statement of “all men are created equal” appears quite early on in our declaration of independence, the statement we sent to the King of England to show how we were separating and how we were different.

But the reality of equality wouldn’t come until much later.

We called ourselves the land of the free while we owned people.  We literally owned people.  They were our possessions.  The bill of rights which were for all people, didn’t apply to these folks because they were material goods.

The absolute opposite of free.  And definitely not a description of equality.

Looking at our interactions with the folks who were already living here, the Native Americans, you’ll see freedom was definitely far from our minds for ALL people.  You know, what with the whole treating them as wild animals who were invading our territory, when we were burning down their homes and moving them from the land we wished to have.

Now, today, we look at those things, and most of us will admit they were mighty terrible things to do (at least most of us).  We try not to own people anymore, although sex trafficking is quite overwhelmingly in place today.  We generally recognize that taking someone’s property by force, no matter their heritage, is a big no no…you know, unless you ignore things like how America got recent states like Hawaii…

Actually, come to think of it, even recent history shows that we, as a nation, are fairly terrible at recognizing the equality of man.

It’s been less than a lifetime ago since black and white men were allowed to go to the same school.

I don’t think I should even need to go any farther than that to show how America just hasn’t quite figured out this freedom thing.  It’s only been 63 years since segregation was outlawed.  That’s hardly enough time to state that we’ve washed our hands of the whole being unfair to our equal brothers and sisters.  That’s, of course, completely ignoring everything else we’ve gotten up to since then.

Until we’re all free, we’re not truly the land of the free.  We’re the land of the oppressors.  We’re no better than the folks we were running from.  It’s just that this time, we’re on the top, right?  We’re the ones who own the land and the women and the money.

I’ve struggled for quite some time with the concept of American freedom.  That’s saying quite a lot for me, a 30 something white male in the Midwest.  I am one of the free.

I remember first learning about the McCarthy period of American politics.  Where people were sent to jail simply because we were pretty sure they were Communists, or at least Communist sympathizers.

What the hell, America?

In my head, even at a young age, I remember trying to piece together the concepts of McCarthyism and American Freedom, and thinking, how?

How is that free?

How is that any different than the Church of England telling you what you had to believe?  I mean, I suppose we’re not told precisely what we must believe.  We’re given a list to choose from.

We speak of religious freedom, but that appears, on the whole, to be talking about something different than I believe was the original intention.  Today it means that you have every right to be Baptist, Lutheran, Catholic, or heck, we’ll even let you be a Jehovah’s Witness…but Muslim, Marxist, atheist?…

Our country was founded, in a large part, by people who wanted to be free to believe what they believed.  By people who didn’t want their government to tell them what to believe, but wanted to be allowed to follow their heart and mind and soul.

Today people are being kicked out of this country because they believe differently than those in power.  (Okay, maybe they aren’t being kicked out as much as they are being shoved away at the door…)

How is that American Freedom?

Now, I get it…well, to some extent anyways.  When you’re talking about Communists in the 50s or Muslims in the 10s, you’re talking about people who prescribe to a system of thought held by those we perceive to be the enemy.  Stalin was a Communist.  Osama was a Muslim.  But does that make all Communists or Muslims bad?

Hitler was a Lutheran.  Mussolini was a Catholic.

Oh, and believe me, I know how the next response goes.  Hitler wasn’t a real Christian, he just used it to–

No.  Just no.  That’s the exact same thing your Muslim brothers and sisters are saying about those who are attacking our country.

In fact, I’d be willing to bet that the only group you’d be able to find completely blameless on this entire planet would be something like the Mormons.  As long as you’re willing to ignore the subset of Mormons who have slave wives under the age of consent…


Now, I’ll admit.  Freedom does have to have its limitations.  That’s why our country has laws.  The basic premise, “Do no harm.”

If what you believe causes you to do things which will hurt or otherwise lessen the experience of life of your fellow man, then it’s not allowed.  It’s no good.  Don’t do it.

And in those cases, you know, where your faith causes you to bomb buildings, or shoot up churches, or oppress other people, well, yeah, it shouldn’t be allowed.

But if your faith, if  your understanding of how this world works, merely causes you face a certain direction when you pray, or allows you to be in love with a person of the same gender, or, heck, causes you to feel as those your genitals don’t match what’s in your heart…how?  How can we call ourselves free if people aren’t allow to be who they believe themselves to be?

But that’s the real problem with American Freedom.  It’s that Americans use politics as a form of evangelism.  When the discussions were in place regarding whether it should still be illegal for people to get divorced, or to have sex outside of marriage, or for black people and white people to drink from the same water fountains, time and again, the Bible was used as a discussion topic to sway the vote.

We put burning crosses on the lawns of black people, folks. It wasn’t a lower case t.  Not an upper case one either.  Crosses.  Multiple.  Multiple multiples.

So, here’s my point for today…the moral of this post I’ve been long debating putting on here.

We need to stop being so damned selfish with our politics.  And no, I’m not talking about how you need to become a socialist who believes in sharing everything, no matter the amount of effort put in.  That’s not the point here.

This is about the separation of church and state.

Growing up in the church, I heard that statement a lot.  I understood it to be a message of how the state needs to stop telling the church what to do.  And I firmly believe that’s how a great deal of Americans perceive that message to read.

But it needs to go both ways.  The church needs to get itself out of the state as well.

For America to be free, all Americans must be equal.  All religions must be equal.  Everyone must be allowed to hold in their heart of hearts what they know to be true, no matter how true you may perceive it to be.

But this requires a great deal of selflessness on those who are currently free.  When women were finally allowed the right to vote, the power of each man’s vote was instantly cut in half (well, now accounting for how the vote didn’t exactly come about for all women at the same time).  When black and white kids were allowed to go to the same schools, that meant the money which was being allocated unequally between white and black schools, suddenly had to apply to both races, meaning the white kids were getting, effectively, a lessor education.

That’s the real fear here, isn’t it?

I mean, outside of the fear that we apparently have that our local Muslims who are setting up their pizza party are actually plotting a method in which to destroy our local schools.  The real fear is that by giving freedom to others, we are somehow losing our own freedoms.

That’s why we fought so hard to keep gay marriage from happening, right?  Because then…actually…no, I don’t have a good one for this one outside of just straight up religious bullying.  I mean, I guess it’s because we were afraid God would destroy us like he did Sodom and Gomorrah…but…I mean, considering how rape-y that whole thing was, don’t you think we should be a bit more concerned about rapists than we are?

Besides, God allowed Lot and his family to live because they followed Him.  Surely you would believe God would do the same for you, wouldn’t you?

I digress.

The point is, we need to stop being so worried about allowing other people to have the same rights as us.  We need to stop being so concerned that every single other person on this planet means to do us harm.

The reality of it is: oppressing others is what causes them to mean us harm.

That’s what causes things like the French Revolution, where all of us jerks who kept back the cake got our heads chopped off.

America is built on freedom.  And freedom, by its very definition, requires that we’re all free.  Otherwise we’re as free as all the people of feudal England…in that, the monarchy was free to do as they wished, as well as the nobility, although not quite as much…and then the rest of the country had to follow the whims of those in power.

That’s right, America.  You’re no better than limey old England (of the 1700’s).




Fat Mogul vs. 2016

I’ve already written two posts with the same title already…that’s just how much of a year 2016 really was.

I’ve already talked about how I’ve declared 2017 to be a year of rebirth for myself, a year where I make sure everything which didn’t work about 2016 doesn’t happen again.

But to be completely honest, I feel a little bad about bashing on 2016 so much.  Sure, it started out by snatching a job out of my hands, forcing a mad scramble to find new employment which led to nearly a year of feeling out of place until I found something new.  Yeah, we got a new President who seems to be the key in splitting this country further and further apart.  Yes, we lost such amazing cultural icons as David Bowie, Prince, and Carrie Fisher.  We also lost two of our beloved family pets.  And yes, I may have suffered from one of my greatest bouts of depression in remembered history…but there was so much good stuff that happened too.

And so…I aim to take a moment to focus on some of the good that happened to me and my family during the course of 2016.  Just to show how much better I expect 2017 to be.

  1.  My wife and I took a trip sans-kids to Ireland and the U.K. (and I really want to go back…)
  2. My wife, kids, and I took a trip to L.A. and learned that although the smog is real, so is the Wizarding World.
  3. We added two new family pets to our family, Flash and Iris, the two craziest cats in town.
  4. My daughter performed in her first musical, The Wizard of Oz.
  5. Went Christmas caroling for the first time in 20 years.
  6. Sent out an early beta edition of my children’s book to kids across the country and got overwhelmingly positive response (including a bunch of the most adorable letters from a classroom who read the book…who I then had a fantastic Q&A session with).
  7. “Ran” my first 5K.
  8. Tried haggis and am absolutely in love.
  9. Watched some great friends get married.
  10. Became an uncle yet again.
  11. We finally got a dishwasher.
  12. Batman v Superman was awesome, don’t let anyone tell you differently.
  13. Started a blog with my kids (which fell by the wayside due to the busy nature of 2016, but is on the schedule to come back very very soon).

Look, the list could actually go on for quite some time.  I only made it back to June in my Facebook review of the year, meaning there’s still a half of a year (outside of the items I remembered off the top of my head) to look through for reminders.

But 2017 is going to be far superior.

That’s a promise to you, but mostly to me.

Have fun out there!


Fat Mogul vs. The Agora Files Soundtrack

One of the things people like to talk to me most about my books is the music inside the pages of The Agora Files.  I have one reader turned friend who likes to reference the earworms the book placed in her head throughout the book.

Those who read Part II definitely noticed the lack of music throughout.  As I’ve mentioned before, this was a necessary move for the purposes of the story, but all the same, disappointing.  Even to me.

A couple weeks ago I put the first words to electronic paper for Part III, but before I could do that, I decided to sit down and piece together a soundtrack for the book.  Tracks will change and more will be added as the series moves forward, but one of the most important things for me with this book was to not only bring back the music, but to make sure the emphasis was even more on the music, because of how heavily it will play into the theme of the entire series.

And while I was searching, my biggest focus was on what song I would most like to open with.  A big dilemma, obviously.  Whereas Part I could start out low key with something as simple as Low Rider, Book III needed to start out hard and fast and fun, while also matching the theme I was developing (a theme I’m not going to disclose,as it could tend to serve as something of a spoiler).

And then in my perusal of all songs ever, I happened upon one which just seeing the name for put a smile on my face and happy curse words of acknowledgement that there really was only one possible song with which to open this series.

And I’m so excited about it that I decided today was the day where I just needed to share it with you.

So, without further word making…the opening of Agora Files – Part III.  Enjoy the earworm

Fat Mogul vs. Expectations

Hey folks, now that the Make 2017 Great sale is all done, it’s time to get back to business.  And the business, of course, is writing.

But I thought I’d take some time on here to reflect on 2016 a bit, giving you a glimpse of my personal life a tad.

Why?  Well, you know, because I can.

If you’ve been following along, you are probably aware that early in 2015 (almost exactly 2 years ago today), I left my place of employment of nearly 8 years to spend time time at home with the kids and to reboot my system a bit.  During nap times and off hours, I managed to get some writing done, and even released 2 books over the course of 2015 (although one was actually released before the major life change).

At the end of 2015, I took a job as a mail man.  It was a pretty sweet gig, but since it was the Christmas season, I simply had absolutely no time with which to do anything outside of work.  I nearly missed seeing my kids at all on Christmas Eve.  I loved the job, but I couldn’t handle not seeing my kids, especially during the Christmas season.

So, I found a new job…which then dropped out from underneath me due to some odd paperwork issues…

But, within a couple weeks I managed to nab myself yet another new job and was back at the life behind a desk.

And for nearly a year I worked at this job.  And was able to get some writing done in the off hours again, but those few months as a mail man had done so much toward taking my family off track that it took most of that year to actually get things back into a certain order.

Finally, a few months ago, I started feeling on top of things yet again.  And began putting my (writing) house back in order.  And to start things off, I went through all of my old projects, the released ones, and polished them up.  I decided that when I actually came back into the game, I wanted to do so with everything feeling refreshed, not just myself.

Which is where the Make 2017 Great sale came into play.  I had set myself to get back to work at the top of the year, and the sale and focus on each of my previously released works was, for me at least, a sense of rebirth, a newly formed call to action to get my butt back to writing.  That meant that I spent the majority of the past few months editing books which were already released, instead of writing anything new.  But while re-reading them, I also took notes about new story ideas or about where those series might be headed next.

Which means that now that all of that is done, I’ve got a whole host of ideas on how to move forward.  And I’m mighty excited.

Of course, since we’re talking about my personal life here a bit, 2017 is a year of rebirth all around.  At the start of the year, I took on yet another new job.  Getting back to the business/data analysis that I tend to excel at.

And, we bought a new house.  We haven’t actually closed on it or anything yet, but by the summer, the Osters will be living on their new 12.5 acre farm approximately a half hour away from where we live now. We’ll be out in the country, enjoying the fresh air, the wide open spaces, and maybe a chicken or two.

It seems so amazing to me that a few months ago I had decided to take 2017 by the horns, and already so many things have come to fruition…and we’re only a quarter of the way through the year.

Which actually gets to the real answer of WHY I’m telling you all this.

2017 is going to be the best year ever for this guy.  It will be a year of change, a year of rebirth.  And part of that year is that I have already begun renewing my focus on the writing which, unfortunately, had to take a back burner over the course of 2016.

And I promise you won’t be disappointed in what I’ve got coming down the pipeline.

More details on that to come soon.  For now, I just wanted to take a moment to say, I’m back.  And I have no intentions of disappearing again for the foreseeable future.

Have fun out there!

The Future of Adam Oster, Adventure Novelist

This weekend marks the end of my Make 2017 Great Sale, where The Agora Files – Part II is still on sale for just 99 cents!

Although this is the week to focus on Agora Files – Part II, I’ll admit that I don’t have much more I can say about The Agora Files series at this point.

But I do have a lot to say about the future of my books.

As you might be aware, it’s been quite some time since I’ve released a new book.  The Agora Files – Part II was released in November of 2015.  Considering my aim has always been to release two books a year, and I missed all of 2016, it can be easy to see that I’ve fallen behind a bit.

And I’ll admit…I have.

The past two years have been one of some pretty big changes, meaning I’ve been a little behind on the writing, although not completely out of it.  I do still have two books which are basically complete, which just need a hefty helping of editing to get out the door, I’ve been developing three others which are nearing the point where I’m going to actually begin writing them.

And there are still stories which have been getting out there.  The Cake and Quill group have been hard at work releasing anthologies and we’ve got another one coming out in the next month which I’m ready to start promoting here as well, which features a story I’m quite happy with.

And there have been other things I’ve been working on, such as my early reader chapter book and my screen play for The Long Chron and…well, let’s just say I haven’t been completely unproductive, just haven’t been able to put in the time to do final edits on any of these things as of late.

But that’s changed in the past few months.  Since November I went through and did some hefty polishing edits on all of my released books, including some of the tricks of the trade I’ve learned since they were released which can make them stronger, while also cleaning up some things which shouldn’t have ever made it into final versions in the first place (something which happens to even the most revered of authors, I promise).

But looking forward, I’m ready to kick some butt on getting new material out to you, which I hope is obvious by the sudden spurt of new material here on the blog (which I don’t intend to stop just because this silly sale is over).  I’ve got a lot planned.  Making 2017 Great isn’t just about putting my books out for cheap, it’s about bringing the writing back, because 2016 was just too damned busy to get anything out.

So, look forward to the future.  I’ve got plenty planned for you all.

Have fun out there!

My Favorite Thing in Agora Files Part II

Hey, The Agora Files – Part II is still on sale for 99 cents!  Get it now!

I mentioned a few of the cool things you’ll find in the pages of Agora Files – Part II on Monday.  Things like skydiving and ziplining.

But what I didn’t mention is my absolute favorite thing in the entirety of the book. The power plant on Pirate Island.

You see, I’m a big fan of the concept of alternative power sources.  I’m also a big fan of conspiracy theories.  And one of my favorite conspiracy theories is that of the HAARP plants placed all across the globe.  Primarily, they’re big set ups of what basically looks like lightning rods, and there are a bunch of them.

The details behind what they are for are relatively minimal, unless you head out into conspiracy theory circles.  Then you’ll find all sorts of ideas of what they’re used for, the primary one being, weather control.

Folks like to think that these massive devices have been used to create storms like Hurricane Katrina, in order to…well, actually, the reasoning behind why anyone wants to do such things is relatively weak, but who cares?  Weather control, guys!

But what if they really are about controlling the weather, just in a local area.  What if they are used to create gigantic thunderstorms for the purposes of harnessing the energy which comes from lightning.

Okay, so, if you do even a modest amount of research on the subject, you’ll find that there have been plenty of groups which have attempted to harness the energy of lightning, and the failures are so widespread that all except the absolutely most optimistic consider it a lost cause.  The reasons are plentiful, but number one among them is just developing a method to process all of that sheer power in such a brief period of time.

It might be possible…we’re just not anywhere near that point yet.

All the same, I couldn’t help but have a little fun with the idea.  Solar panels and wind mills are cool and all, but how cool would it be to power your house with the power of lightning?  Just think of the branding opportunities.  At some point in that future we would have the battle between the Zeus Electric Corporation and the Thor Cooperative.

But terrible names I’ve developed off the top of my head aside, I really really really liked the idea of a lightning-powered power plant so much that when I developed it early on in the process for the first book, I spent every second looking for a moment to insert it into the series.  When Book Two came about, it seemed like the perfect location for a prison break.

Because prison breaks are cool enough already (you know, as long as the good guys are the ones getting out, right?), but what if you’ve got the power of lightning being what keeps you from escaping?

In summation: If you could let me know when someone has a legitimate method for harnessing this energy, let me know.  I’m willing to invest some capital…you know, until my wife says no.

Have fun out there!

Make 2017 Great Sale: Week 6

It’s the final week of my sale to Make 2017 Great, and this week we’re focused on my most recent release, the sequel to the book which puts you out of breath, The Agora Files – Part II, now on sale for only 99 cents!

Following up the first book in this series was no simple task.  The first Agora Files was filled with non-stop action and very few answers.  Obviously, when moving into the second book, a few answers were required.

But at the same time, there was still a need to keep things flying forward with all sorts of action, crazy locations, and a whole host of weird things getting in Cyrus’ way.

And if you’ve read the book, you’ve no doubt found exactly that, as well as even further questions which need answering.

All in due time, my friends.

In fact, I’m currently working on the final book in this series, getting ready to actually put some words to paper after plotting out all of the action which needs to occur in this final book in the series to make sure that all the important questions are answered, as well as, hopefully, plenty of the less important ones.

But for this week, we’re focused on book 2 in the series, a book which is missing something I really hated not having in there…the music.

In Book One, Cyrus spent a fair amount of time solo, running by himself, and, well, just plain running.  In Book Two, we don’t have nearly as much running, nearly as much alone time, or nearly as much opportunity to just craft the fun soundtrack we got to have in the original.  It was a necessity of the story telling technique, not only because of those reasons, but also to set the tone of book two, which is that things have changed.  (I’m really excited to bring the music back for book three though…)

Book two also ups the ante on everything.  Where the first one just introduces us to the idea of a corrupt government and those who oppose it, book two shows us that there are a whole lot of folks in the mix, that there isn’t just a simple answer of who is good and who is bad.  And that Cyrus may have to do a lot more than just finish the run if he hopes to stay alive.

But it also brings Eve and The Geek into a much stronger focus, showing us further details on their backgrounds as well as how they play into the whole game Cyrus has found himself in the middle of.

Ultimately, book two, as with most second books in trilogies, is stuck with the terrible effort of setting up the finale.

But that doesn’t mean there isn’t plenty of action to go around.  Seaplanes, skydiving, underground caverns, high dives, invisible labs, and ziplining across Boston are but a handful of the crazy activities Cyrus finds himself doing in this action-packed sequel.

And you can be sure that book three will have to take things even further.

Which if, of course, a terrible prospect to put onto an author.  But I promise you I’m up to the task 🙂

Have fun out there!

The Future of The Long Chron

Hey, there’s still time to pick up your 99 cent copy of The Long Chron!  Go get it now and figure out what the heck I’ve been talking about this week.

As I mentioned at the beginning of the week, this story originated as an ongoing series and then morphed into something which would be self-contained, until I finished it and began coming up with all sorts of ideas of where the series could go.

If you’ve read the book, you’ve no doubt realized that while there is (at least in my mind) a fairly solid sense of resolution, there’s still a ton of other questions which might come to mind.  Questions which Chelle herself poses in the final pages even.

Obviously, some of them are intended to be simply questions.  If the book were to explain all of the greater details of how this time travel stuff actually works (which, for the record, is based quite heavily on solid conceptual experiments for time travel which exist), or how the whole thing was actually put into motion, or at what point certain people were switched out for *spoilers*, well, let’s just say that the book itself would have been a lot longer and a lot more filled with exposition which, although might be interesting, would ultimately come out as being boring.

But one of the pieces placed in those closing pages which does beg further review is where we learn that Chelle has a whole bunch of adventures through time yet to come.  As in, we learn that they have happened/will happen (depending on your frame of reference).  And we learn a heckuva lot about where all of them end up, but we don’t learn much about the adventures themselves.

And…well…let’s just say that I have a full design on the concepts of what happened between the Chelle we see at the end of the book and the Chelle we learn about in those final pages.  And I have to admit, there’s a lot of fun time travel-style craziness to be had.

But since I can’t quite dig into it without spoiling future books, I’m going to talk about one of the major themes in the book itself.

As can be seen, even with the book’s cover, this novel takes some themes from The Wizard of Oz.  There’s a cyclone which whisks you away to another land, there’s a Wizard, and if you dig even deeper, you’ll find yourself a scarecrow, lion, and tin man hiding in there as well.  Although the similarities began as a coincidence, once I saw them, I couldn’t help but run with them.

But Chelle’s story is separated from Dorothy’s in one major way.  Her travels take her across the actual world, not some fictional land which may or may not actually exist even in Dorothy’s reality.

And…we already know the final state of Chelle…although even she doesn’t know how she gets there.

I honestly have no clue whether I’ll return to the world of The Long Chron.  If there are enough folks looking for it, probably.  But what I can tell you is that Chelle has an amazing life before the end we learn about.  And that she serves to be quite the spectacular figure in defining what all happens throughout the pages of The Long Chron.

But for now, enjoy the adventure that exists.  That’s the whole point.  To enjoy the present, no matter what the future may hold.  Because the present can be pretty sweet itself.

Have fun out there!

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