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The madness is upon us!

It occurred to me that we all need to do what we can to fight against it.

I’ve decided I need to do more than what I am doing in 1-to-1 professional coaching work (where I am working with an increasing number of people looking for better ways to combat this madness). 

The stretch that I decided on is to start writing again. This time my focus is fiction. Specifically, a futuristic story set in the apocalyptic aftermath of the current madness.

Your financial support would be greatly appreciated, but not needed to read the book.

This is because, I am publishing the book one passage at a time via normal posts within my Locals community.

You simply need to join the community and you’ll get book passages delivered directly to you as they are published.

My writing is influenced by the likes of Gregg Hurwitz, Michael Connelly, Lee Child, J. K. Rowling, J. R. R. Tolkien, Isaac Asimov amongst others. I am also a big fan of Jordan B Peterson’s approach to engaging effectively in life, William Whitecloud’s approach to opening the mind and Fred Kofman’s approach to cutting through the B.S..

I am loving this community and look forward to sharing my works with you.

Use the pinned chapter index to catchup and below is the prologue to enjoy.

While he could check everything from the controls around him, old habits die hard. To the annoyance of some of the newer members of his crew, he still insisted on someone visually double checking everything.

  Those habits were formed over 15 years of hauling. He knew it was less about safety now days and more about strengthening the discipline, the team needed when the shit hit the fan, which it often did.

  He sense Marr returning to the cockpit.

  “Reactors 2 and 3 are running hot and fast”, she announced triumphantly as if she personally turned the massive crank needed to spin them up.

  Another one of Dukk’s potential unnecessary precautions was to run all three reactors for the descent, even when one alone had sufficient power to guide them successfully into port.

  He had been through too many situations when evasive action meant the difference between life and death. Which he also knew, wasn’t relevant.

  It was true that he, Marr and the rest of his crew were high on this place’s most wanted list. However, the rig he currently captained had more than it needed. They would easily slip in unnoticed by the EOs and their devoted followers.

  Having a rig with these capabilities or being so highly sort after, hadn’t always been the case.

  As the autopilot announced it was about to break orbit, Dukk reflected back to his first descent at the helm into his home planet. A time when he knew little of the truth about the world he called home. While it felt like a life time ago, it was only just over twelve months since.

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