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Madrhetoric:  It all started with the annual up rooting of my family. Every year since I was able to understand, and even those I was unable to, the Thorpe family moved to a different city. Every year I left nothing and took little more when we departed. Yet, this time was different. Somewhere between Louisianna and Virginia, my father felt compelled to stop at a rickety comic book store and let me have a run at the litter. Run I did, up and down every aisle in the place untill I left with not one but two issues of the Robo-Cop comic book. I read it from cover to cover and immediately I wanted another and my father indulged me. When we arrived in Virginia he pulled out four huge boxes and laid them out before me and in those old worn boxes were comics. He told me I could read them as much as I liked and I did. I really did. It had started with comic books and in the fifth grade my best friend had given me another milstone in my life. On the bus to school one day Robert handed me Stephen King's Dark Tower. Essentially, that was the day I became a man. Sure it took Mr. King another decade before he finished the series but it was well worth the wait. Lewis Carol's Alice in Wonderland is my favorite book of all time and the only book I stumbled upon and was in introduced to. Alice in Wonderland introduced me to a world where logic was nonsense and madness was true freedom. Lewis Carol taught me that irreguardless of what people said about what I wrote we always have our own Wonderland. Hi, my name is Maurice Thorpe and I am a writer. I don't have a concrete style but it is slightly akin to that of a watered down China Mieville and Steven Perry. I love writing in the noir style of 1930's gumshoe films. I ain't the greatest but I don't aim to be. I'm just here to carve my own niche. Okay, a really big niche...



City of Ash

In a city where ash falls like snow, one man is haunted by the memories of a woman he can barely remember and though his moments of clarity bring him closer to madness, they also lead him toward an ever darker truth. But somthing sinister is stirring in this City of Ash. Aria, the last Oracle, is calling to him through his nightmares, a souless berserker runs rampant through his city, and he is blurring the lines between what is salvation and what is damnation. Now, only a woman cloaked in the ghost's of his dark past can hope to save his soul, his city, and answer the question that tears at him, "Who is the woman with mis-matched eyes?"

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  • Dark

Penumbra Blue

What is the line we draw to seperate man and machine, man and god, god and machine? Deus Ex Machina: God from Machine. Witin fifty years of the new millenium man has reached a second renaissance, where the line between man, machine, and god has been blurred to the point of incomprehension. Yet, in the coming of war early enlistment will bring five youths into the forefront of this new era. They will decide the outcoe of the war and possibly all of humanity. But will they choose humanity over the machina they have nearly become?

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  • Sci-Fi
  • Suspense