“One day a daughter of the daughters must assist The Daughter.” Stuck on a cargo ship heading toward Berbera, Sandi uncovers a centuries-old secret tying Elena, Mikael, and an army of blue-eyed children to the unnamed baby in her arms. Fieldnotes Book VI Quantum Jump.
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Airmid, the Voynich Manuscript, and a Bronze Age Map of Sacred Ireland
There are days when writing feels like fieldwork again—except the “village” is a Bronze Age grove, the informant is a Celtic healing goddess, and the notebook is the Voynich Manuscript. In Quantum Jump, Elena discovers that a book alone can’t protect forbidden knowledge, so she and Airmid turn the Irish landscape itself into a living cipher: manuscript, sacred sites, and songs woven into one dangerous map.
Natural Causes: Travellers, Harbingers and Haylofts – Quantum Jump
Field Notes from the Indecently Green Roads: Travellers, Harbingers, and One Very Opinionated Horse The choreography of avoidance The Travellers move with the quiet assurance of those familiar with shadows, their horse-drawn carriages gliding softly over the back roads while early dawn cloaks the countryside in muted greys and gentle mist. Their pace is deliberate…
From Soutpansberg, across Pretoria via Maputo to Hargeisa
Sandi’s Journey With Elena’s Baby Walking North With a Borrowed Future: Field Notes from Book VI Quantum Jump There’s a particular silence that lives between border towns and bus stops—too wide to be city noise, too thin to be wilderness. It’s the silence where people carry their lives in plastic bags and photocopied papers, hoping…
Popham England to Bronze Age Ireland (Quantum Jump book VI Field Note)
A time‑traveling anthropologist, a jealous archangel, and a crime boss in a Popham shack collide with African and Celtic mythology in Quantum Jump—from Lake Fundudzi’s python god to the Irish healing goddess Airmid, this chapter blends fantasy, folklore, and dark humour into one very messy timeline. Welcome to my world!
Bronze Age, Angel, Golden Milk
The Day My Angel’s God Didn’t Exist Yet – Book VI Quantum Jump This is an excerpt from my in‑progress novel: a sardonic anthropologist, an ex‑KGB archangel, and a sideways fall into the Bronze Age steppe, where the body and the cosmos argue through milk, blood, and hooves. Context: Elena has just fallen into a…
San Juan: Fire Keeps Its Own Calendar
On San Juan night, standing at a Costa Blanca bonfire, Tarmo Amellal thinks about the four fires that changed everything. One of them he still won’t discuss.
The Door Your Language Built
Field notes on Dutch “dead,” Vodun “elsewhere,” Yoruba Egun, and how language decides what our dead are allowed to be—and what grief can still do.
Abidjan at Altitude: When the Shipping King Moves His Pieces
Field notes on ports, power, and a shipping king who has been controlling trade routes since Uruk. The Memory Cartographer — Book V.2.
Hollandé – When the Fouta Highlands Borrow Your Home’s Name
On the dusty road into Guinea’s Fouta Djallon, a battered Peugeot and a smiling taxi driver quietly weld Elena’s Dutch past to the West African highlands. When he calls the mountains “Hollandé” in Pular, the word suddenly makes her feel less like a foreigner and more like someone whose old home and new road have collided for a moment in the same name.
The Memory Cartographer 