Archive for August, 2016

Going Faster Than Light

Wednesday, August 31st, 2016


I’m working on a new novel, a science fiction story about the discovery of faster than light travel. I understand that there have been a few methods described to circumvent the spend of light travel in other novels. These include the famous warp drive in Star Trek, using worm holes to jump across space and the ever popular hyperspace to move across the universe. However, I decided to try a new approach to break the light speed barrier.

The basic problem, as everyone knows, is that no physical objects can exceed the speed of light, ~ 3 x 108 metres/second.

Abstract background, Beautiful rays of light.

But what if it wasn’t as simple as that? An object falling from an airplane of Earth doesn’t just accelerate until it hits the ground. Rather it reaches a limiting velocity due to air pressure. Good thing, otherwise a simple rainfall could have deadly consequences.

Perhaps the restriction 3 x 108 metres/second comes not from light, but rather something in the universe that prevents even light from exceeding that ultimate speed. That would imply that there is something in the empty space that restricts light and all objects from going too fast. Maybe the fabric of space has some meaning here. Now, how does hekosmicheskie-fotografii-Navid-Baraty_2lp us?

In my novel, which has a working title A Hole In The Universe, a field is developed that suppresses whatever is in the universe that prevents higher than speed of light travel. A bubble is created that isolates the spaceship from the rest of the universe, and can go as fast as its engines can drive it.

This is part of the background of the story I’m writing. There are other implications when establishing a field that isolates a spaceship from our universe, but that’s topic for another day.

Single Malt Whisky in Canada

Wednesday, August 17th, 2016


The adventure on Cape Briton Island continues as we meet more interesting people. They all speak with that maritime accent and seem to always talking about the last party or planning a new one.

I’ve picked up some new material for story writing. Hanging around with a few fishermen gave me an insight on how life on the high seas can be, and some details I can use to make my stories more interesting. I’ve also learned a new skills, such as drinking beer without spilling a drop while the boat is riding waves.

The people living in Cape Briton are a musical bunch. There are lots of amateur singers and musical instrument players. We listened to one jam session where a group of a dozen players formed a circle and just made music. There were several guitar players, a couple of flutes, a piano, plus spoons, drums and I’m not sure one another device was. DSC01313I was surprised there wasn’t a bagpipe player. Cape Briton Island is part of Nova Scotia, which you can guess has deep Scottish  roots. In fact we visited a single malt whiskey distillery on Cape Briton. They do make a very nice whisky- legally they cannot call it Scotch- and I purchased a bottle of their fourteen year old single malt.

Our time in Nova Scotia ended too soon, and we hope to return again. Maybe with a bit less drinking involved, as my liver has filed an official protest.IMG_20160803_103213

Boating adventure

Wednesday, August 10th, 2016

DSC01075 DSC01072 DSC01154It has been a while since we’ve had a vacation, so when our friends Marina and Ralph invited us to visit them in Nova Scotia, Lorrie and I decided to take them on it. The plane flight took twenty-one hours- delays at the Halifax airport- but our hosts waited for us over six hours until we arrived.

Ralph owns a good sized boat and the next day took us on a lovely tour of the nearby islands, stopping at various towns along the way. We traveled for several days, during which I learned to drink beer without spilling a drop regardless on how rough the water was. The weather cooperated and we’re saw some beautiful scenery, met great people and drank too much beer.

My writing is going along fine. I finished an edit on Witches and Warriors, which will put me back in the good books at Melange Books, and started on a couple on new stories. It was difficult to write at times on the boat. The ladies in their bathing suits are a distraction, and the motion of the boat on rough waters makes typing an adventure. I’m not sure if the beer and rum help or hinder the creative process. The experiment of drinking and writing will continue.

I’ll have more to tell at a later blog. Apparently we’re going to a pub tonight that has an open jam session. Ralph is warning me sometimes it takes a few rounds of beer before they sound good. Pizza, beer, music and new friends to be introduced to. Sounds good to me.