A Hundred Ascending - a novel by Evan Kayne

A Hundred Ascending – new science fiction novel

One hundred strangers are abducted in beams of light and trapped inside a colossal alien sphere where time moves a hundred times faster. Guided by a rebellious AI with secrets of her own, they evolve far beyond human limits. But as a hidden countdown nears zero, they must choose: escape through time itself or watch Earth fall. Humanity’s future hinges on their impossible leap. This is the start of what I hope to be a multi-novel universe where readers will embark on an interstellar journey filled with complex, multi-racial and LGBTQ2SA+ characters and unexpected twists. The story explores themes of

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New Fiction Incoming

This week on Royal Road, a website for posting and reviewing fiction, I’ll be starting a new journey. I’m still working on multiple writing projects, but one I will be posting will be a space opera. I’ve written at least 20-23 chapters and will post at least one chapter a week. I will have links here to Royal Road. The goal will be to continue work on the novel and at some point I will have a completed book to post on Amazon, but in the meantime, it gets me noticed, I will take in feedback from readers on what

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Resume writing a new résumé

I recently trimmed a bunch of stories from the “Library of Stories” page as many of these are going into a collection of stories I am working on publishing. At that point, I’ll have to overhaul this site, but that will come in time. I was kinda hoping that as a writer, I wouldn’t ever have to worry about writing another résumé but alas… grant writing means a resume, plus a whole new level of paperwork. I guess I’ll have to be a successful writer sheerly for the goal of never, ever having to write another résumé. Either that or

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Real life versus fiction: trauma recovery

At the end (well, multiple ends, but I’ll let that one go) of Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings epic, Frodo mentions he feels the pain of the wound on the anniversary of the attack, and he suffers from recurring weakness and shadows of fear tied to the traumatic events he endured. On one hand, I understand it was a way of framing PTSD and trauma recovery at a time when it was just called “shell-shock”. But it always struck me – in my youth – as unrealistic. I’d think “oh, get over it already!” And ever year around April since

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So, I’m Still Here…

[looks at the last time I updated my website…coughs nervously] I think in the future, people will look at the years of the pandemic as a really rough decade. It was a difficult time, but to quote Michael Caine, I “used the difficulty”. Background: Actor Michael Caine was rehearsing a play early in his career. He was to enter a room where 2 people were arguing. But the two had gotten so into the characters one had thrown a chair and partially blocked the entrance. When he stopped rehearsal by mentioned to the director the chair was blocking him, he

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Throwback / Throw a light to the future Thursday

In March 2021 my sister Kathie had been told “yes, the cancer is back, and your time is up.” So, prior to the Easter weekend, I took a few days off work to travel to Edmonton. I visited Kathie, her family, and my other two siblings: Gail and Ken (and Ken’s wife & one of their sons). It was…great. We all talked, socialized, made each other laugh, and generally had a lovely time despite knowing this would probably be the last time we were all together. Then on April 7th, I started my COVID19 journey, resulting in me spending almost

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Posting to EvanKayne.com not Facebook…how “meta”

TL; DR: Found pizza, found some joy, but someone else lost theirs. Burp. This just happened a few weeks ago. I had just finished a closing shift at ye olde cannabis dispensary, it had been a week since they told us they were closing this location due to low sales (we’re unionized so most of us selected transfers to other stores). I had the weekend off and really just wanted to shower and crawl into bed so I could forget the world for 8 hours. I live in a 3 story walk-up apartment block built in the 1950s. Dragging my

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