Sci-FiTy1972: Blog

This story has grown in a very organic way. What started as a single idea has become a living world, and as I’ve gone deeper, I’ve realized some early chapters needed to evolve with it. So you may see a bit more frequent posting for a while as I lay down a stronger foundation.

Some arcs will move faster. Others will take their time. That’s intentional. I refuse to rush this world or cheat the characters or us out of the depth it deserves.

I’m just a regular Midwest guy who loves his family, believes in earned trust, and happens to love good science fiction. This story carries all of that. Thanks for walking it with me.

More soon. The long road is just getting interesting.

I’m Posting the First Chapters of a Story I Didn’t Expect to Write: I didn’t set out to write a science-fiction story about fleets, first contact, or the fate of civilizations.

I set out to write about two people meeting at a turning point in their lives—and choosing each other anyway.

The story starts small. Almost unremarkably so.

A man comes home after service, unsure what to do with the quiet.
A woman who seems grounded, kind, and far more perceptive than she lets on.
Family dinners. Awkward humor. Coffee. Choices that feel ordinary until you realize they aren’t.

Only later does the story widen.

And when it does, it asks questions I didn’t expect to be writing about:

What does power cost when it’s used carefully?
What happens when restraint fails—not morally, but situationally?
Can protection exist without domination?
And what does it mean to lead when the stakes are no longer theoretical?

This is not a story that rushes to spectacle.
It’s a story that believes character comes first, even when the universe gets involved.

I’m going to start sharing the opening chapters here—slowly, intentionally.

If you’re looking for instant explosions and easy answers, this may not be for you.

But if you’re interested in a story about love, family, choice, and what happens when humanity is forced to grow up without losing itself—I think you’ll want to keep reading.

The first arc is small by design.

The rest of the story… isn’t.

What if God was one of us.....A stranger wanders Walmart for a couple of ordinary hours. No mission. No miracles. Just aisles of cereal, tired cashiers, small kindnesses, and quiet human truths. A philosophical, gently funny meditation on modern life—where meaning hides in shopping carts, patience, and the unnoticed grace of simply paying attention.

When I began writing Brevis Vita, I wasn’t trying to tell a story about time.
I was trying to ask a quieter question:
What makes a life meaningful when there isn’t much of it?
As the story grew, I realized the answer wasn’t found in how long Ari and Briana lived — but in how deliberately they chose to live. Their world is fast, their days are brief, and yet their choices are full of intention. They do not measure life by duration. They measure it by presence.
That idea became the heart of the book.
The epilogue may surprise some readers. It widens the lens in a way that reframes everything that came before it. But that shift wasn’t written to shock. It was written to honor the question that quietly lives beneath the entire story:
Who decides the value of a life?
Sometimes the most unsettling truths are not violent. They are normalized.
Sometimes the most dangerous systems are not cruel. They are comfortable.
And sometimes the most important stories are not about changing the world — but about learning how to see it clearly.
If this story leaves you thinking, then it has done what I hoped it would do.
Thank you for walking through this world with me. And thank you for listening just as these characters learned to do.

Some stories are written to explain the world.Others are written to remind us what it feels like to live in it.This is not a story about history, or war, or even time—though all of those pass quietly through its pages. It is a story about the small promises we make to ourselves when we are young, and the surprising ways life asks us to keep them.It is about love that grows before it announces itself.About courage that speaks softly.About the moments we think are ordinary—until we realize they were everything.If you find yourself slowing down while you read, that is exactly as it should be. This is not a story meant to be rushed. It is meant to be felt.Thank you for trusting it with your time.