I started writing the epic story about time travel that I've had stuck in my head for three years now. It's been rattling around up there because I've always been too terrified to try and put it down, like trying to capture a waft of smoke - reach for it and it's gone.
The Players:
Evan Hoffling - Called 'Hoff' by most people but can't stand it.
Fadir Mittal - Evan's best friend who is convinced he can travel in time.
Juliet Fenwick - I don't know how she fits yet or what she does, but holy shit that's too cool a name to waste.
The Problem:
Okay, now me actually telling you how Fadir thinks he could travel in time would defeat the point of me even writing, yes? Just so you know, it has to do with strings and paradoxes and the constant movement of molecules. Oh, and blinking.
I'm certain this will turn out to be yet another one of my partially-finished, hair-brained schemes that never see fruition, but here I go anyway.
1 comment:
Sounds interesting. Time travel seems to settle well with the Circle. I look forward to reading what you write.
Good character names too, like you said about mine, it sets the story up before any words go on paper.
Cheers :D
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