Our first full length novel from Polyversity Press:
Soma Jones is waiting for a bus. Countless iterations ago he was shot with an ascii-iser by a mysterious woman called Wilhelmina Carrow. And it’s the end of the world. Again.
Reduced to his component phonemes, Soma Jones undergoes an aeon long journey back to critical reevaluation through utopias and lost backwaters. Places that are not places locked into a gridlock terminal gravity around Dashanka Junction.
Civilisations come and go. Identities rise and fall. Nested within each other like matryoshka dolls. Fractally recursive and each claiming to be the centre of the universe.
Which layer of the onion is this? How deeply parenthesised is the world?
Cafe Nonstop hangs geostationary at 540 kilometres above the surface.
Flight delays can be hell but when your boat is coming in from a far star, a delay can turn into a career. As a passenger waiting at Cafe Nonstop you find yourself at the bottom of the social pyramid and the exit signs keep shifting.
Cafe Nonstop is no-choice adventure where you are not the hero. You are not aware of who you are and you have no idea what you are doing here.
On the world of Kobaïa, Siri and her friends Dewa and Toli are sailing away.
They are sailing away from their parents who they have outgrown, they are sailing away from their civilisation that is only a handful of generations old, and which in its turn has sailed away from the fear that was their original homeworld.
Across the undêm and alone, an electric ritual awaits them: a leviathan of the deep and a darkness that took Siri’s own brother many years ago in its black tentacles.
Out there in The Heart of Silence.
Dun da de Sewolawen is the tale of rites of passage and bonds of friendship in the tradition of Hayao Miyazaki and Christian Vander. It is also possibly the only existing example of Zeuhl literature.
Because late capitalism, because you all need T-shirts, hip flasks and other quality accessories for the discerning psychonaut, we are collaborating with Cafe Press on our own select range of merchandise.
First up are designs based upon the cover of Cafe Nonstop, with the slogan Jack of All Trades, and the Operator of Cubes card from The iotacism Tarot. More designs soon. Let us know what you want. Let us know what you need!
Somewhere out near Andromeda is a world of dusty parking lots in the sun. Dusty and mostly empty because it is easier under local conditions to manufacture car parks than to manufacture cars.
Near Andromeda is a set of utopian gospels from the end of the human project. It is a set of compact parables about who we are and where we are going.
Near Andromeda is a handful of love letters to everything that we might have been.
In the tradition of Olaf Stapledon, Stanislaw Lem and Douglas Adams. Near Andromeda laughs at the abyss, grins in the face of the apocalypse, and explains everything you will ever need to know about the refrigerator as a duelling weapon.