Cathál i-sered-RĂĂ«lle was nervous, and she tried hard not to let it show. There was no reason to be so, she knew – sure, Cathál, and that’s what all those who failed of Acceptance first time around thought when this morning came for them – for she was well prepared, and
New Neo City: Averted, at least within the Empire. While people are, of course, free to call their cities, estates, habitats, moons, etc., anything they feel like, the Imperial Grand Survey find this trope incredibly annoying – especially predicting how meta this could get looking into the deep future – and flat-out
This thing? This thing starts tomorrow.
Never the Selves Shall Meet: Averted. While it’s difficult and expensive – to understate the case radically – to meet yourself (albeit less difficult, although no less expensive, to send yourself a message) in the past, and it comes with a host of annoying limitations concerning boundary conditions and suchlike, there
…besides the remainder of the muckings-about necessary to get a book out of the door, that is. Well, apart from the usual fic returning, I’m planning for doing something else longer soon, and one of the candidates for that involves some free trading adventures out on the frontiers of
Never Recycle a Building: Rather subverted – inasmuch as while the Imperials don’t tend to go around demolishing perfectly good buildings they don’t have a current use for – (Leading to the related phenomena in which some buildings have been in continuous use and upgrading for something like seven thousand
Because I couldn’t stop scribbling during my final formatting pass, okay? Main hull: 1. Flight deck, right for’ard, and not on either of the decks strictly speaking, since it’s in the nose of the craft in what amounts to a transparent dome. The pilot’s command seat
Usually I prefer to avoid inflicting my dire drawing skills upon y’all, but what the hell, I’ll make an exception this once. The diagram to the right is my quick size sketch of the aforementioned Nelyn-class modular cutter (in blue) and the Élyn-class modular microcutter (in green). As
Because despite this and this, there are always a few modifications once you actually start beating brass and doing detail work: The 4 x “Slammer III” dual turreted mass drivers have become 2 x “Slammer III” duals and 8 x “Slammer III” singles, four up front, two in radiator-tip (wingtip)
Never Mess With Granny: Played straight an awful lot, albeit not with people who look much like little old ladies inasmuch as, well, immortality. As such, people can keep their physical fitness quite handily while accumulating a great many years of badass experience. (This is, of course, cheating – but then,
Oh yes, oh my, oh my, oh yes. Pages: 389. Words: 98,213. So, now that the content is ready, what else is there to do: Cover art: moving along nicely, should be ready soon. Permissions: waiting for. Blurb: need to write that. Cover: can’t do that yet. Submission
The Neutral Zone: Played straight, although given the nature of the stargate plexus as, essentially, a mesh network, it’s not so much a zone, but a list of Neutral Nexi. No-one tries to enforce deep space as a neutral zone, mostly because it’s just too damn big and