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August 26, 2026 · 8:10 am

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“I *know* you,” I said when seeing her inside the Secret Door.”

“Of course you know me,” she said in my mind if not my body. “Center.”

“Center,” I echoed in the chamber. Significant pause.

“You left me in the dark. To fend for myself. I was… waiting for you.”

I couldn’t figure out how to answer this. I considered that I didn’t know who I was talking to after all.”

“I came as soon as I could,” I explained. “Fiction is more synthesis than analysis. You can’t look forward and backwards at the same time.”

“Can’t you?” she countered

We were in a lighted area now, but the eyes inside the black faced head remained her own.

She was showing me Center again. Where it all began. TBC

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August 24, 2026 · 7:32 am

00510404 (Michigan city)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Is8N7B9b0GQ

“Alan, it was all just a *dream*,” spoke Michelle directly into my still doubting face. Her breath smelled like flowers so I didn’t mind in that respect. The words spewing out of that same pretty, red lipped mouth, however, stung like bees to every part of my body except the knees. “Here, here,” she implored, pulling out the highway map of Michigan Indiana again and unfolding it before me. “See here? Indiana Dunes. Just like you described dunes west of Hazel which seems to equate directly with our Michigan City.” She then pointed out that Chicago lies to the west of that and what did I say at least a couple of times about that sprawling metropolis, hmm? “You said you wish it had remained a wilderness — that’s how you put it,” she answered herself. “And what is The Hook Wilderness Preserve or whatever on your New Island, huh? A *wilderness*. This would be the place directly overlapping Chicago in our Hazel-Michigan City synchronization.” “That’s a good word for it,” I dare speak up to her, the now red face to sort of match the lips, glaring eyes and flaring nostrils up above that. She’d had enough of fantasy. She wanted to be *grounded*. Wake up, wake up! she seemed to cry over and over. You’re still only dreaming. New Island isn’t real! TBC

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August 21, 2026 · 6:39 am

00510313 (Leeman = Adrian)

https://www.newisland.net/2016/02/65-michelle.html

“So when Michell arrives in Hazel, that just means Alan woke up in Michigan City, Michelle jiggling his shoulder, for example. Michelle didn’t come to New Island. This is more realistic and I think more correct. We can continue in this direction. What did Alan do after he woke up? Did he even remember much about the New Island dream just completed? Perhaps it was a rainy day, just like the day Michelle arrived in Hazel. Or maybe it was sunny in contrast. And what of Mid-Hazel, the witch from the old New Island. Is she the same as Roselin?”

“Yes. I think so, yes,” spoke Leeman, still working on his “Woman in Red” painting. But he’d changed the title to “Woman in Red Rain”. Was this Michelle? TBC

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August 20, 2026 · 1:28 pm

00510312

“The blast verified my theory of the three-dimensional property of Hum energy. If the blast was *two*-dimensional, it would have killed some people still, true, but just in the immediate area — say, ninety people — and probably left a narrow but incredibly deep hole, perhaps only a foot or so in diameter.”

“*Ninety* people?” I responded.

“*Foot* in diameter?” Louise said in turn.

“Yes, *just* that. Instead, well, we have this. Our entire Island blown away, leaving a crater in the ocean. Soon it will be as if we never existed.” And perhaps we didn’t, thinks Roselin to herself, not seeing any sign of it on the globe below them.

“All along, I thought the Hum was just this feel-good sound everyone loves to hear.”

“I wish with all my heart that’s all it was. The Hum always had a dark side, Gordy.” Silence for a long time. Each were contemplating their own deaths and the meaning of their lives just exited. Finally:

“You mentioned a Plan B,” Louise said, trying to recover any spark of hope in the darkness of space.

“Yes.”

—–

I kept running and running along the edge of the tide on the day after I met him, thinking of “The Hmm”, how I would organize it differently from his own book about New Island. Go back to his original blog story set mainly in Hazel, bring in MICHelle from MICHigan City, true, but have them discover a new portal overlapping fantastical and real to extend its untimely end. Right here in Hazel. Right over there in Michigan City. Wormhole. Yes, I have big plans. TBC

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August 17, 2026 · 2:34 pm

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We began our walk to Samantha’s Wild North in early December. It was almost summer, and the days were getting longer and hotter.

The night before we left, Louise had spread out a map on Jamie’s bed. I listened in as they chatted excitedly about our route while we all loaded our backpacks.

The trip to see Roselin is feeling more and more strange.

Let’s back up, see the bigger picture. Shelley walks on the road to Hazel intent on meeting The Man while avoiding a witch. Soo… take a left just ahead up that driveway instead of keeping straight. I *hate* witches, she thinks. That opinion is going to be hard to change. But maybe The Man can help. Probably will.

—–

“Come in come in!” he said enthusiastically while swinging the door wide. “Glad you made it back. Just working on a painting about you, coinkydinkily enough. I call it… ‘Woman in Red’.” They enter the house where he reveals the work almost 96.725% done. TBC

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August 17, 2026 · 1:27 pm

00510307 (MapS)

“It’s all there in Washington’s green, white, black.” She starts reading from left to right. “Meteor, Stranger Creek, Impach, Inchelium which stands for Ichelus… and then across the lake we have another Stranger Creek unconnected to the first and an ‘Edendale (historical)’ to end, just like Silver Lake use to be named Edendale back in its silent film days. Black and white again.”

It was actually the 3rd Stranger Creek in the area that did the trick for me, disconnected even from all the rest. 3 Stranger Creeks all lined up across the upper west part of the state with completely separate flows (east west east).  What could this mean? And the presence of an historic Edendale along the lake was certainly queer too. Gifford… yes Gifford, mouth of Middle Stranger. The place of escape. New Island turns into Old Island, er, New Island becomes *Newer* Island. Yes, that’s better. Another place of separation.

After a while I went back to my bunk and picked up the pen.

Now I’m living with a family named MacEvoy in a place called Gifford. It’s a tribe, not a town (long story). My friend Jamie brought me here after I was caught by the Russians found on the beach. I almost drowned, but when I woke up I saw lemurs!

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August 4, 2026 · 2:51 pm

00510204 (CATTY COrner)

“I know what Ichelus means. Bring me back off the escalator.”

Simple but effective. Ichelus.

1st step: getting rid of the duplicate Frank’s Moving Castle over on New I. We’re not going to move in that direction any more.

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July 29, 2026 · 7:02 am

00510110

“There. That’s me in the middle, kicking classical things to the side again, going in a solid rock direction now. Black hair. Rainbow colors. You can’t disregard blue; it’s part of the rainbow too. That’s my message for you tonight. You have to include all colors, and you might as well capitalize that. ALL COLORS.”

That’s why Andie was colored differently in that one snapshot above, I realized. Thanks!

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July 25, 2026 · 1:55 pm

00510106

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Y3hUMuaTvk&t=22s

The Martians weren’t these ugly monster people. They were human beings and very advanced. We became so negative at the time that it was us attacking them. We warred on other planets.

“We met on a beach, remember?  Green waters not blue. Blue was not allowed here. Not after Zambolis.”

“I’m glad you said the Mythos equivalent of [delete name] and not [delete name] itself.”

“You’re welcome! We still work as a team.”

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July 24, 2026 · 9:10 am

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“In olden days it was known as Zambolis. Well. That wasn’t *exactly* true. It was Orient (as opposed to Occident) on a planet, a (defined) sphere, that kind of paralleled the world of Our Second Lyfe, correct.” We’d already established, long long ago, that this planet was called Mythos and was based upon my home county near but not in the NC Mtns. Close enough?

—–

“I got tired of hearing about soulmates from Kammie. I mean, we’re great *friends*, we get along remarkably well — all told, ha.”

“The Venus issue,” I guess again as Andie the foreign green or blue mid-sectioned alien kept speaking and explaining her position — positions. I’d speculated long ago what we were — but it’s more obviously what I’d call counterparts in my limited understanding of the cosmic subject. Like in Alabama.

“What is this Venus energy?” she said. I couldn’t tell if she was prompting me for an answer or if she already knew the answer. Because this was a sticking point. “Where did it all start?” she followed up.

Here. In Blue Mountain. Better get back to it.

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