It Might as Well be String Theory (book 3 of the hexology in seven parts)

I’m well on the way with writing this third collection of science fiction speculation in to some fundamental concepts, and hoping that the fun will come through to you dear reader, as you follow my never ceasing quest.

You may think I follow a haphazard path, but most of the basic seeds of my stories for all of my seven books in this series, and indeed several book ideas beyond it, were and are still being brought in to existence. Like a vast framework just waiting to fill out; an enquiring mind never ceases. So you see the end is in sight in that respect.

Now let me put forward a thought experiment. Could I consider some, if not most of the concepts explored in my stories but a few scant decades ago? Some perhaps, but others defiantly not, for they stand on the shoulders of giants, pioneers in humankinds endless quest for knowledge. But in my case, there is an additional reason to salute the great men and women of science. This time in the field of medical advancement.

For as I pen this text I find myself in self-turmoil. My body has rebelled against me, and seeks to consume me from within. I have been diagnosed with Chronic Myeloid Leukemia. Now before you turn aside from my words, think what I stated at the beginning of this narrative. For it is thanks to the medical miracles of modern medicine, that I can look forward to many years of scientific speculation. Rather than, as would be the case a scan few decades ago, staring at the chasm my imminent demise.

The view over the parapet may not be good, but it gives one a wonderful perspective on the rest of existence. And as it stands, thanks to the wonders of medicine, even this glimpse at the void is only a dim view. Scientists from all branches of the tree of knowledge, which scientific advancement tends for the good of all, I salute you.