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The Amazing, Unfolding
World of Machine Civilization Series
by Clayton Barnett
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GENRE: Science Fiction
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BOOK SERIES BLURB:
A
history beginning in our near future, these stories are set in a world where
the US dollar has been displaced as the world’s reserve currency, prompting its
economic and political collapse, with a few areas able to hold onto
civilization.
At
the same time, across the Pacific, under a resurgent economy brought about by
the implementation of new technology and deregulation, three Japanese companies
produce breakthroughs in both artificial intelligence and robotics. These newly made people exhibit an odd
interest in the goings-on of the former United States.
To-date,
my chronicling of this interest of theirs has led to stories that populate five
novels, which I would like to share with everyone now!
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BOOK BLURB – BOOK ONE – THE FOURTH
LAW:
In
the near future, 23-year-old apprentice nurse Lily Barrett lives in a shattered
time. Following its economic collapse,
the US has devolved into a group of a few barely functional smaller states and
vast swathes of barbarian badlands. His
sister has been missing for years, and her father, after earning the opprobrium
of most of the world for running a state terror organization, presumed dead.
Two
things keep her going: her live-in job at a small, Catholic orphanage in the
city of Waxahachie, Republic of Texas, and Ai, her odd but dear friend, whom
she met online; a young woman who only shows herself to Lily as a rendered CG
image.
Troubled
by her past, haunted by her name, and facing an uncertain future, Lily seems
only a quiet, simple life. But, that
past and her present conspire against her.
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BOOK BLURB – BOOK TWO – ECHOES OF
FAMILY LOST:
Alive! After four years believing her older sister
lost and presumed dead in the horrible Breakup of the United States, Lily
Barrett gets word from her dear friend, Ai – and Ai’s family of Machine
Civilization – that Callie Barrett is very likely alive… but over 900 miles
away in Knoxville.
Using
the resources of her and Ai’s family, Lily puts together a search party to go
find Callie: old, broken, and burnt Orloff
– an expert in surviving in the Badlands, Ai’s little sister, Fausta – her
machine mind controlling a Combat Android to protect her friend, all together
in a cart pulled by their sturdy pony, Clyde.
It’s
almost a thousand miles to go, with something very odd trying to limit their
ability to communicate over distance and even to cross bridges. A chance meeting along the way in Huntsville,
former Alabama, wrecks their plans, and puts all of their lives in danger.
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BOOK BLURB – BOOK THREE – CURSED HEARTS:
Even
with San Diego occupied by the Mexican Army, Katarina Sosabowski pursues her
MBA at UCSD, and is happy to welcome and put up her visiting step-cousin from
Japan, Christopher Dennou, for a night so he can complete his enrollment the
following day.
But a
minor earthquake brings a major surprise:
Chris’s younger sister, Maya, murders their mother and escapes Neuroi
Institute, the research facility that created them.
While
Chris and ‘Cat’ grow closer to one another, Maya inexorably crosses an ocean
and half a continent to take back her brother, killing anyone who gets in her
way.
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BOOK BLURB – BOOK FOUR – FRIEND AND
ALLY:
Model
5 is a prototype designed to fit seemlessly into human society. A meeting in Tokyo derails Nichole’s planned
training as she is dispatched to Portland, former Oregon; the last working deep
water port on the West Coast of the imploding US.
There,
under her cover as a Graduate Engineering Student, she is to do her utmost to
nurture the people and politics of the City-State into a Friend and Ally of the
Japanese Empire. But from the first day
in her new home, all of Nichole’s plans go awry.
Beset
by those who want this small lamp of Western Civilization snuffed out, Nichole
must find within herself the courage and ability to protect her new friends, at
whatever consequence to herself.
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BOOK BLURB – BOOK FIVE – FOES AND
RIVALS:
After
residing nearly a year in Portland, Nichole’s life seems to finally settle
down: with her classes, friends, and lover.
But troubling rumors about secret deals between the City’s master and
the savage horsemen to the east reach her ears.
With
her own skills augmented by her friends and allies, she sets plans into motion
she hopes will thwart those in opposition to her dream of a peaceful future.
Once
again denied a quiet, normal life, Nichole is faced to make hard, dangerous
choices that will jeopardize her, her friends, and the survival of the City
itself.
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EXCERPT FOUR:
From Friend and Ally:
Mackenzie
slowly moved her head. Her eyes opened. “Uhhh…?”
Nichole
quickly spoke up. “You’re in my room, friend Mackenzie! You fell asleep after
dinner on the ship! Do you remember?”
“Oooo! Head hurts!” Hangover.
“You
need to drinks lots of water! And take a shower right now, to clean out your
skin!” Nichole said. “Let me help you to your room!”
“My
room…?” Mackenzie pushed herself up to a sitting position and tried to look
around. It was obvious she was not all there. Her head lolled about, coming to a sudden
stop when she looked at Nichole.
“Uh.”
“Yes,
friend Mackenzie?”
Nichole
watched, fascinated, as clarity entered her
friend’s face. Mackenzie held up her left hand, pointing.
“What’s
that there for?”
She
was just barely pointing to Nichole’s right. Did I leave my radio headset on
again…?
Uh
oh.
Mackenzie
looked at the cord that went from the back of Nichole’s neck, over her
shoulder, across the floor, and into the wall outlet next to the bed she was in.
Her eyes reversed their trace and ended back in Nichole’s. Anxiously, she
pulled the sheet up to cover herself.
“What…
what are you?!” Mackenzie cried.
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GUEST POST:
Five Reasons You Should Read My Books
There
are, so far, five novels comprising Machine Civilization. So let’s have an example from each, with a
little commentary, as to why You Should Read My Books!
1. “The
Fourth Law”.
My first novel and I freely admit I had no idea what I was doing. Even in the opening scene, I didn’t know
anyone’s name nor what in the heck was going on. Over twenty-three days, I got to know Lily’s
family and Ai’s family, and the tremendous love they share as friends. In this scene, just days after ‘discovering’
her friend’s nature, a crisis befalls Lily.
But, a crisis she can manage with her friend. And, after all, who reading this hasn’t had
that dream where you go to school in your underwear?
~oooOOOOoooo~
“hooo.....hoowwlll!....”
~oooooOOOOOOooooOOOOOoooooo~
“hah...haaawooooollLL!”
“Lily!”
?
“LILY!
You’re not a wolf! Wake up!”
She groggily sat up from her bed. Huh?
“It’s three in the morning... you need to
help your kids!” Ai shouted at her from
her phone.
The
kids!
She flung the cover aside and pushed her
glasses onto her face. Now she could
hear the siren. What was it this time? Tornado,
airstrike, barbarians... the last was almost a year ago when they lost
Texarkana. Wait. She shook her head to try to wake up. This time, she’d an unimpeachable information
source.
“Ai.
Status.” She said into the darkness.
“A fission weapon was detonated outside San
Francisco about ten minutes ago; the weather pattern indicates fallout will
travel north of you, into parts of former Kansas and Oklahoma. But, winds do change...”
“Right.” She started pulling her clothes
on. “Wake up the Fitzhughs; I’ll be
there in a minute.”
She walked from her bedroom through her
main room, glancing at the monitors. She
suddenly bit hard on her lower lip. On
the monitors, Ai stood at attention in a Texas Field Forces uniform. For some unknown reason, she forgot to render
her pants. Striped green and white panties?
Lily worried about her friend sometimes.
As I was drawing to a close with T4L, I’d already had enough rattling
around in my mind to tell more of Lily’s story… and that of her friends and
family, too. That turned into the next
book…
2. “Echoes
of Family Lost”.
As the movie Battle Angel Alita has just come out, let’s take a
look at what Fausta’s isolated consciousness can do in her combat android form
when she, her friend, and their guide stop at a seemingly deserted windfarm for
electric power…
Orloff
proceeded with his typical caution. If
they were working, there was a very good chance that someone was defending
them. As they passed a rusted ‘Welcome
to Mississippi!’ sign, he mused that perhaps they’d been built here on the
border to show off, rather than to generate electricity. Another idiocy paid for by debt and fiat
currency. Of course, they were all
paying for that now.
A
gravel road led off the highway to the small wind farm. There was a chain link fence stretching
around it, but the gate was wide open.
Inside, he could see three buildings.
One looked like an office, so the others must be controls. He brought the cart to a halt about twenty
yards from the gate.
“Hear
anything, Miss Fausta?” he asked.
“There
are at least two—” Just then, the door to the office building opened. Two men with rifles strolled out. Dirty tee shirts and faded jeans. Orloff thought they’d not had a bath in a
week or more. Not exactly the types you’d
expect to see caring for a relic of modern civilization. They walked to the open gate.
“Let’s
be on guard here,” he said under his breath.
“What’s
you be wantin’?” The shorter of the two
called.
Orloff
slowly pointed at the windmills. “I’ve
got some batteries I need to recharge.
Those things work?”
“Pretty
much,” the shorter one replied, his eyes sliding to Lily. “But it ain’t free.”
Orloff
nodded. “We can pay.”
The
taller one spat some tobacco juice into the dusty road.
“How? We ain’t takin’ no paper!” he said.
“Would
you take minted silver coins?” Orloff
asked. The other two looked for a moment
at each other.
“That’s
a good start,” the short one said, again with a glance at Lily. “Why don’t you bring you’s wagon over here to
this building.” He waved at the one just
beyond the office.
“Much
obliged.” Orloff started Clyde forward
at a slow walk. As they came abreast of
the two men, the taller one exclaimed, “Hey!
Another woman! You a slaver or
sumthin’?”
So,
slavery has been reintroduced in this region, he thought. Wonderful.
“Not
at all. That’s my wife; she was taking a
break back there. This is my niece,
Lily.”
“Pretty,”
said the short one from her side. Orloff
stopped the wagon where they indicated.
Lily had her hand on her pistol while Orloff climbed down, then she
followed. Fausta stood and leaped down.
The
taller one took a look into the wagon.
“Just what is it you gonna charge up?” he asked.
“That,”
said Orloff slowly, “is not your concern.”
No
one said anything for a few moments, then the taller one laughed.
“That’s
fine! You take what you needs on in
there,” he said with forced humor, “but since we’s don’t gets many visitors,
you can leave your niece out here to chat!”
Sighing,
Orloff looked as Fausta brushed at her hair and seemed to stretch. Great: two more in the office, and another in the
building they’d been directed to.
“I
think,” he began, “that it’s best that we just move on.”
“And
I think, old man,” the shorter one said, “that yous be stayin’. Hey, Zed!”
The
door of the office opened again and the other two men came out, their pistols
pointed. Fausta grinned, showing her
shark-like teeth.
“What
in the HELL are you?!” The taller called
in fear.
Orloff
quickly drew his pistol and shot him in the head. Lily leaped behind Clyde for cover as Fausta
charged the two that had just emerged.
They’d only time for one shot each, both of which bounced off of her
armor. The closer one, she punched with
her left hard enough for Orloff to hear all the facial bones shatter; in
another moment, the further man receiving her right.
Blocked
by the wagon, Orloff dropped and shot at the shorter’s legs; missed, but
distracted him long enough for…
…Fausta
jumped over the wagon, firing her revolver as she dropped. Two shots into each shoulder.
“Lily! Cover the door next to us!” Orloff called. She came up over Clyde’s back with her gun
pointed. Fausta was already on her way
and smashed through the door with her shoulder.
Orloff heard a short “I give u – !” before another crunch of bone.
For
a moment all was still, the only sound from the short thug screaming in
pain. Fausta’s targets were all
unconscious.
Smart, beautiful, dangerous.
She’d make a great wife if she would learn to make sandwiches!
3. “Cursed
Hearts”.
Okay, that last was a little violent… and considering that CH is a
horror/romance, there’s plenty of blood I could sling about as another
example. Instead, how about we look in
on Chris, his step-cousin Cat, and her ex-boyfriend as they finish dinner at
the Hotel del Coronado, just across from San Diego and facing the Pacific
Ocean…
“Brother,”
Chris ventured, liking the sound of it, “does not the sea look odd to you, this
night?”
In
Anton’s exhale before turning left to look, Chris guestimated their host’s
level of drunkenness.
“Hmmm!” Anton narrowed his eyes. “For the security of the state, I shall
investigate this!”
He
stood, not at all unsteady, and began walking purposefully toward the
beach. With a glance at one another,
Chris and Cat did, too. They wound their
way through the few outbuildings of the hotel, catching up with him just at the
sand. Leaning on a lamp post, Anton
shucked his shoes and peeled off his socks.
“Follow
me!” He called.
They
did similarly. Not knowing if Cat saw,
Chris did note the driver about eight paces behind them. They trotted to catch up with Anton. The tide was in, so he was only a dozen yards
ahead.
“What…
what’s with the surf?” Cat asked.
Each
small breaker that came in was foaming in an odd, almost electric blue. Lines of the same blue were flashing up and
down the strand, as if parts of the sea were sending messages to itself.
“Amazing!” Cat breathed.
“What’s going on? Anton! Wait!”
He
was rolling up his slacks to his knees.
Was he thinking of going out in that?!
“Bioluminescence,”
Chris said.
“What?”
“This
is a rare event: a type of algae-bloom
that emits light.” He pointed right to
where a wave seemed to crackle in with blue fire. “Wait for that to withdraw, then run and jump
hard on that spot!”
“Jump…?”
“Now,
Cat!”
With
enough wine in her to follow anyone’s orders, she sprinted the fifteen feet
then jumped into the air. Her feet came
down hard onto the wet, compacted sand.
A
bright pulse of light blue light surged up and down the beach.
“Oh
my God!” Cat cried. “That was sooo cool!”
She
ran back a bit, waited for another breaker, then did it again.
“Wha-hoo!” she yelled.
“Anton! Anton, did you see - !”
He
stood with the water washing halfway up his calves, staring out at the
flickering lights. Careful to not get
her dress any wetter than it was, Cat moved over to him.
“Anton?”
she asked quietly.
“Tonight
is a night of miracles,” he spoke plainly to the water.
“Is
it?”
There’s also a wonderful review on Amazon about this book; the reviewer
understood what I tried so hard to accomplish:
Maya is a killer but is also a tragic figure, as well. Once I finished CH it was almost two months
before I could write again. I was
emotionally devastated.
4. “Friend
and Ally”.
The book is in three parts, built around three battles, and shot through
with politics and personal drama.
Another deliberate change of mine to try to write something
different. Let’s listen to Nichole 5 and
her friend Teresa, the daughter of the mayor (read: dictator) of the City of
Portland, Oregon, early on after the Breakup of the United States.
“Got
a date?” Her friend asked. “That hot guy from awhile ago?”
“I’m
meeting someone, yes,” Nichole replied. “But she’s a little skittish.”
“That
cute nothing; the one with you on the ship.”
Nichole
was surprised how Teresa put that together with very little data.
“Yes,
that’s correct.”
“At
Zom’s?”
“No.”
Nichole considered her internal chronometer. She needed to go. “Some place I’ve
not been, just a couple of blocks from the library.”
“Was
headed to the Miller, myself,” Teresa said, standing. “Mind company for the
walk?”
“Mmm!”
The
morning rain had broken and was now just slatted slate bands across the sky.
“I
don’t recall her name,” her friend said. “In fact, at dinner, I don’t recall
seeing anything but the top of her head. Was she already drunk? Shit!
I sure was!”
“You
were?” Nichole had just that part of her friend’s prickly personality. “But,
no, Mackenzie wasn’t. By the time we left, a little, I think!”
“That’s
right! I was arguing with Dad and didn’t see you leave!”
They
passed the Student Rec center.
“Some
Marines saw us home, to the Stratford,” Nichole said, recalling that night. “I
was a little worried about her, so she slept in my bed.”
“Oh,
didn’t know you’re a lesbian,” Teresa said.
What?
“I…
I’m not a – ”
“Did
you take your clothes off?”
“Yes,
but I was – ”
“So,
you’re a lesbian.” She stopped and stared at Nichole. “You didn’t molest that
poor girl in her sleep, did you?!”
“Noooo!”
Nichole almost howled. “I was next to her! In a chair! I didn’t touch – ”
Teresa’s right index finger poked the middle
of Nichole’s chest.
“For
being such an amazing liar, you really can’t tell when someone’s pulling your
leg, can you?”
Teasing
her. Nichole thought quickly about the subject. Often malicious, but used
between friends for bonding and affection. She was older.
“I’d
thought you a mutt,” she tried teasing back, looking down at her hands, “but
you play with your prey like a cat!”
“Sorry,”
Teresa replied, obviously not, “just how I am!”
Nichole has many more adventures and even ends up falling in love…
leading to the next book…
5. “Foes
and Rivals”.
More politics, more fighting, more hot sex between Nichole and her
boyfriend. So let’s instead drop in on
Nichole and her friend, the artist Mackenzie, who lives in the dorm/flat
directly across from Nichole.
“Yes,
friend,” she smiled as she opened it, surprised to see her staid friend’s face
come to mirror hers, she so rarely smiled.
“Can…
I borrow you?” she asked.
Her
strength, speed, computational power?
Nichole was confused.
“I’ve…
I have only seen you nude that one time,” the girl muttered. “But I need more information.”
Ah. When it comes to art, she’s very direct! Interesting she uses the word ‘nude’ and not
‘naked.’
“Of
course! Your place or mine?”
“I’ve
got all my supplies out… if that’s okay?”
“Sure!”
Now only in her blouse and panties, Nichole followed her out into the hall and
through the open door.
The
mysterious canvas was still directed further into her friend’s room. Mackenzie told her to remove the rest of her clothes
and sit in one of the two rickety wooden chairs, her left quarter facing, with
her head turned toward the artist.
“My
hands?” Nichole asked, pleased at the serious on Mac’s face as she considered
the question.
“It…
might make for a change… but your left in your lap and your right up onto your
shoulder. As if someone is behind you,
holding it.” Very direct.
“Who?”
“Who…what?”
“Who
is holding my hand? That will dictate
how I feel.”
“Oh.”
Now Mackenzie looked about the room rather than at her subject. “Your… boyfriend… I guess…”
“Good!”
Mackenzie’s
eyes came back to Nichole to see her sit up straighter, her eyes brighten, and
a look of joy suffuse her face.
“So,
that’s what love looks like…” Nichole only heard with her enhanced senses.
“Thank
you,” Mackenzie spoke up this time, picking up her large sketchbook and some
pencils. “Not too uncomfortable?”
“Of
course not. I can hold this pose until I
run out of power and collapse onto your floor.”
She
saw her friend shudder and look up.
“A
joke, my friend!”
“Oh.”
Time
passed. Initially, she would look up and
down every few seconds. After about
twenty minutes, her eyes stayed on her friend with only an occasional glance at
the paper.
“May
I talk?”
“Sure…
nice to have a model with such control!”
“You
wanted my tattoo in the center of the picture?”
Mackenzie’s
eyes had just dropped. They came back up
slowly.
“Yes?”
“Do
you seek to emphasize my inhumanness?”
“N…
no! That’s not it! At all!!” she yelled, on the verge of tears.
Nichole
closed her eyes but did not move.
“Thank
you for that,” she said quietly. Her
eyes reopened.
Mackenzie
blinked the tears away and returned to her task, making a single nod.
“Mackenzie?”
“Yes?”
“If
the… Mayor’s men ask you about coming to work for them again… please…”
“What’s
that?”
Do
I take this step? Involve my
friends? But, they are all involved, one
way or another…
“Please
hear them out, at least.”
The
artist stopped and held the subject’s eyes.
Nichole saw her unhappiness.
“Okay.”
After
another ten minutes, she saw her friend lean back in her chair as she set the
pencil down.
“Finished?”
“Yes.”
Her eyes lingered on her special friend.
“You’re so pretty.”
“Yes,
but it’s a cage,” Nichole replied, lowering her right arm.
“Cage?”
“You
are just as beautiful as I am. I bet you
were super-cute as a kid!” Nichole said, standing and collecting her shirt and
panties. “And, you’re going to be a
gorgeous mother and stately grandmother!”
“Mmm…
moth…!”
Nichole
ignored her and moved to the door.
“I’ll
always have this form. Never changing,
until I, too, die one day.”
Mackenzie
fell silent.
“It’s
a cage,” she spoke to the door, her hand on the knob. “Don’t ever be envious of us, you biologic. Revel in your time.”
She
opened the door.
“Tolkien,”
Mackenzie said.
“What’s
that?” Nichole turned her head only a little.
“The
fantasy writer… humans envied the Elves’ immortality, never seeing how weary
they all were. He called death the ‘Gift
of Man.’”
I
must come to know this story. My next
trip to the library!
“Sounds
about right.” Nichole closed the door behind her and took the few steps to her
room.
Thanks, everyone, for putting up with this
rather long Guest Post! I was asked for
Five Reasons that you should read my books and I sincerely hope I successfully
provided them! See everyone at the next
Tour Stop!
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AUTHOR BIO:
One
time engineer, some time pharmacy technician, full time husband and father, Clayton Barnett stumbled
into writing a traditional novel November 2014 during National Novel Writing
Month. Liking the results, he edited
what would become “The Fourth Law” and set about teaching himself
self-publishing. In the following four
years he has produced four more novels as well as a children’s early reader,
all in what is now called Machine Civilization.
Clayton
Barnett lives in central Ohio with his wife, two daughters, and two dogs.
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Clayton ~ Hi! Welcome! It is so great to have you here! Congrats on your new book and good luck on the book tour! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for hosting!
ReplyDeleteThank you for putting up with me today!
ReplyDeleteHow long did it take you to write your book? Bernie Wallace BWallace1980(at)hotmail(d0t)com
ReplyDeleteJust the raw manuscripts?
DeleteT4L - 23 days
EFL - ~5 weeks
CH - about 35 days
F&A - was a writing exercise spread over six months
F&R - about 6 weeks
Happy Friday, thanks for sharing the great post :)
ReplyDeleteI like the cover
ReplyDeleteDid you design the cover for your book? Congrats on the release. Bernie Wallace BWallace1980(at)hotmail(d0t)com
ReplyDeleteWould you ever like to see a movie made of your book? Bernie Wallace BWallace1980(at)hotmail(d0t)com
ReplyDeleteI would love to see a series made of each of these! *hint hint* if anyone working at Amazon Original Series is reading this!
DeleteWhat were your favorite type of books to read growing up? Bernie Wallace BWallace1980(at)hotmail(d0t)com
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