Nicholas J Collins
A writer and software dev, Nick's writing combines interiority with grounded fantasy/sci-fi. When he’s not writing he’s desperately managing a zoo of rescued animals and trying to solve every problem in his permaculture garden with more wood chips.
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Death
My thoughts on death, as we all near a strange sort of end…
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Iona
Your skin bristles and Agora fades, replaced by a familiar tightness in your chest…
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Father is Missing
It was mid spring, in the 13,428th year of his reign, that the Father of all Creation vanished….
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Slowclap in October
It’s been a busy month…
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The Tower of Glass
It stood, deep in the desert, where men would be foolish to wander, formed from the land itself. It cut as deep into the earth as it stretched into the sky, transparent and rough-hewn and cruel…
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In Agora
In Faeth, midwinter, Caed, a poet and scholar, wrote these words while staring out his bedside window, at the deep and silent dark.
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Once
Once you could taste the air. Once you could smell the rain. Once pain was real and the marks we made on the earth were all permanent, even the ones that seemed to fade...
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Prologue
The northerly sun burned hot in the cloudless sky, as was all too common this time of year...
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Slowclap Design Philosophy: Privacy
A post about privacy and the ways I designed slowclap specifically to respect yours.
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Slowclap Update: Events
Massive update to slowclap today that’s all about making it easier for you track, generate, and celebrate support!