Before traveling north for then winter to look for work, I finished a brief science fiction novel in about four weeks. The book is named ‘The St. Novilistricka Plan’. I took about four weeks to write the somewhat philosphically obtuse work. It could use a second draft obviously and topped out at maybe 30,000 words, yet I felt it worth the effort and enjoyed the composition quite a bit.
The book is about the philosopher from the University of Mars Patrick Voevoda’s continuing extra galactic existential ventures–this time to recover his lost girlfriend–Lush who disappeared innocently enough. Perhaps he is a little like Sherlock in that regard, attempting to infer her location from the available evidence, yet of course perpetrators abound to complicate the issue.