Force over Distance
Welcome: This revision/update to Force over Distance in the form of a low-key, low-fi, bare bones blog is about sharing what I have with the small nexus of people who want it. The “original” FoD [which was pulled down from AO3 in the Beforetimes] will remain on cleanwhiteroom.net. Let's keep it chill, kids. It's quiet. It's night. Time to gather ‘round the fire to sing an old favorite.
Unhelpful summary of FoD: A song of machine yearning.
Notes about the story: Force over Distance is a transformative work, meaning it’s “fan fiction,” much like the Aeneid, Paradise Lost, or anything you’ll find on AO3. [And, indeed, it's now re-posted on AO3.] It’s an epic-length AU that provides an alternate ending to the TV show Stargate Universe. Please don't repost to other sites, but it’s okay to link to this site or to the AO3 story.
Notes about the series: Force over Distance is part of the Multiverse Triptych, which also includes Mathématique and Ad Noctum. Force over Distance is meant to be read first. Mathématique and Ad Noctum can be read in any order or together.
Warnings: Rated R [movies]. Rated M [video games and AO3]. This one contains ontological peril and ethical quandaries with epistemological underpinnings. Dramatic tension is created by the question of whether informed consent does, doesn’t, or can exist. Characters confront illness, injury, grief, and abandonment. Sometimes death seems like the best option. Sometimes it is the best option. Reading is a serious undertaking. Steer clear if you have concerns.
Where was this for a decade?: Sorry kids. I had to walk a little further into the fog. And, to do it, I had to take everything with me. But, in your absence, the Misted City has elaborated itself. The pathway begins to clear.
Why revise FoD now?: I was an inexperienced writer and human when I launched myself into FoD, and some of my early quirks cry out for correction. But, more than that, I spent a decade alone with the Multiverse Triptych. It’s alive now, kids. I’ve got a few more shades of paint to bring to the canvas.
This is fiction: One of my dearest historical frenemies, John Keats, had an idea he termed “negative capability.” It’s about the capacity to tolerate uncertainty. Extreme clarity, forcefully delivered, is popular these days. Sorry kids; this is not that. A story with magic should have some potential space. Some room for you to bring your whole self to it.
Permissions: Anything done with love and attribution is okay by me: translations, art, commentary, bookbinding, playlists, podcasts, fanfic, the years-long work of ghostly archivists…