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The Next Novel is Under Way!

The next book series is plotted out and chapters are flowing. This book takes place in the Eupocalypse Universe, but hundreds of years later. It’s a  space exploration/first contact story with a twist: the unknown planet the characters are going to is Earth!

Want a sneak preview? Here’s an excerpt from the book:

The woman walking towards them was tall, with vivid blue eyes and white hair that hung to her waist. She wore a flowing muumuu that had streaks of vivid pattern and design in it, enhanced with electronic random switching which made it impossible to avert one’s eyes.

“Privell!” the two men rose instantly to their feet.

The word Privell did not have an exact corresponding meaning in the cultures of centuries earlier, back on Earth, but a Privell, having been conceived using full-sequence shaping of DNA and epigenetic data, was one of the few people who outranked a poet in Presidium society.

“Oh, you don’t need to stand on ceremony here.” Privell Donna put one of her elegant hands on Stephron’s forearm and Stephron sparkled at her. Lao loved Stephron’s easy charm, which reflected back on him, and made everyone envy him for having such a delightful spouse.


“Hello Lao, long time no see. Have you been bolted in your chambers composing the next great codex?”

“Maybe working a little too hard, I admit it. I am long overdue for a break.”

“Well, if Amun and I join you, perhaps we can all enjoy a little break together. I’m a little exhausted myself.”

Her husband, Amun Cawnotee, came up behind them. An earnest but kind, virile man, dark of hair and olive of skin, dressed all in white, his grace matched his wife’s elegance. Amun was a Privell as well, one of the few who merited the title from the Soul on postnatal testing, rather than being genetically engineered to it. He and Donna were an illustrious, influential duo.

The drone arrived and took their order and the four friends settled in to enjoy the last smears of radiant color settling on the horizon. A cool breeze arose from the river at the bottom of the canyon, bringing a piney scent to their nostrils. The many-times-great-grandsons of Earth crickets began to chirp as the stars flashed into being in the golden sky, and the sky gradually faded from shimmering beige to café au lait to a deep chocolate brown.

A few drinks further into the evening, Privell Donna leaned forward and whispered to Lao, “so I assume that you’ve been noticing some new edits in your work?”

Lao looked right and left. He knew, but Donna as an icon of the virtue and representative of the will of the Soul was not supposed to let any of her confidential knowledge slip. Of course, Privells were known to bend those rules, especially when they were with higher-status people such as himself.

“Why yes! May I speculate that you perhaps know something about that?”

“You may speculate all you like.” Donna leveled her gaze at him over her spectacles.

“Oh, don’t look over your glasses at me!” said Lao.

No one actually needed glasses on Presidium. Yet somehow having something that framed your eyes gave the impression of increased intelligence.

“It is atavistic, don’t you think? Yet, amazingly effective.”

“Until you remember that no one has needed glasses since the first settlers fled Earth’s destruction.”

Donna shrugged, not the slightest bit embarrassed by her pretension.

“As for what I may or may not know,” she said, “I can’t confirm or deny, however, I would allow a little bit more time for anything new that you put into the system over the next few months. It’s always exciting when big changes are afoot, don’t you agree?” Amun snorted, but Donna ignored him.


I come in peace
Making First Contact
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Silenced as a Writer

A post has been published on my poetry-and-politics blog, I usually try to keep that blog separate from my science fiction writing, because I think fiction should stand on its own. But this post pertains to an alarming experience I had related to promoting the Eupocalypse series on Amazon, and I think it’s important.

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Quantum Communication: No Superposition Necessary?

The news from the world of quantum physics edges ever-closer to technology that will transform in our daily lives. Well, not exactly. But an exotic quasiparticle called a majorana might be the gateway for creating stable qbits that can be manipulated to make it easier to design applications for quantum technology. A bridge between the fragile state of superposition and the observable world of normal physics, their creation relies on nano-scale magnets to create a virtual wire.

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Quantum Communication: No Longer Just Science Fiction

Fiction as Fact: The Future is Now

A few years ago, it was believed that practical quantum communication could only operate across submolecular distances in sub-zero, completely dry environments. As anyone who’s delved into the science links at the end of the Eupocalypse series of thriller science fiction books knows, DNA has the configuration to allow quantum entanglement in a wet environment at ambient temperatures.


Quantum Information in Normal Conditions

Recently, in a quantum physics laboratory, quantum communication was confirmed between two qubits separated by a meter-long microwave/radio electromagnetic transmission line.

Quantum physics and quantum communication is at the state computers were at in the 1960s. Just as the computing revolution led us to see data functioning everywhere in the real world, the ability to precisely measure quantum entanglement and transmission is likely to reveal quantum mechanics functioning on the normal and macro scales, in ways thought impossible a few decades ago.

In particular, gene function and gene modifications are likely to be mutually involved with quantum interactions. DNA contains the architecture to allow transmission of quantum entanglement via pi-stacking of the electron clouds in its linked nucleotides.


Apocalypse Not Necessary

The world of the acclaimed Eupocalypse science-fiction novels includes the story of an apocalyptic event that hastens the adoption of cybernetically and genetically modified sea creatures.

Outside the science fiction universe, the transition to quantum communications is on the horizon…and it’s likely to be biological.



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This poem is an attempt to convey a principle that is intuitively evident to me and that has stark and powerful implications in understanding everything from data flow on the internet to societal and political revolutions to climate change. The name for this principle is the Constructal Law, and you can learn more about it here and here.

You can find more poems by Peri Dwyer Worrell here, here, and here.

Plexus, a poem regarding cognition and embodiment

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Get a Copy of the Trilogy Free Today

My digital spies tell me that there are many of you lurkers out there, following the blog or the site but not willing to plunk down the money to actually own the books. This post is for you: you have a chance to own the intriguing series featuring: genetic engineering;  hand-to-hand combat; international piracy; quantum entanglement; action and adventure; neo-Islamic apostasy; and a pinch of romance. The box set of the Eupocalypse trilogy is on a Kindle Freebie deal, but it’s available until April 21st only:

This trilogy is only available on Amazon, and only available as a Kindle e-book.

This is your chance to own the series on your Kindle device. On April 21st, 2019, this book goes back up to its regular price of $9.99. Act now!

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A Stubbornly Persistent Illusion

Friends waiting at the end of the tunnel to the afterlifeRegarding the death of a lifelong friend, Albert Einstein wrote:

“He has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”

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Excerpt from Catallaxis

Behind a concealing boulder, he knotted a strip of woven material around his midsection as a loincloth, then waded out chest-deep into the water.

The sea was pretty turbid, but in the foot or so of visibility, he could see ctenophores surfacing periodically and then sinking into the waves. After a few minutes, he realized the water must be teeming with them. He scooped at one, attempting to catch it. It slithered over his fingers and jetted away, turning a brilliant orange as it did so. He tried again, and again, but got nothing but tickles of slimy tentacles and plenty of splashing.

After a few minutes of this, his face was flushed, his eyes stung, and his mouth tasted of salt. He turned to wade to shore, but then a single beast swam up right in front of him and hovered at the water’s surface. He rubbed his eyes and bent to look more closely at it. He observed the creature had distinct eyes, with pupils shaped like commas, and this pair of eyes appeared to be looking intently at him. Tentatively, he dipped his hand into the water. This time, the animal swam directly into it. It balanced patiently in his palm as he lifted it out of the water and examined it.

It was the size and shape of a small mango, with ten flexible legs arranged near the two eyes he’d already observed. He assumed that the complicated structures buried amidst the legs were its mouth parts. Its body was segmented in five, and each of the five segments had structures floating in it that resembled circuit boards, but with no corners; all the edges were rounded. Its skin was translucent. As he watched, a large patch on its back flattened out and turned an opaque white. Ge’ez characters floated to the surface of the screen.