Ignorance is bliss... Or is it? What to do if everything you believed in turns out to be a lie? How can you make out who to trust if everyone you know has switched roles? Kevin never thought he would have to answer these questions. Will he be able to reveal the truth to avoid great danger, or will he have to face his doom unarmed? The story is just beginning.

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Daniel Matton wasn't ready for an adventure, not until 3023 sent him into space on a journey to prehistoric times. The prehistoric animals test his patience, but Dan must endure all the pain and suffering to return home safely.                                                                                                          ***

Seventeen-year-old Daniel Matton, still grieving after his mother's death five years ago, is given the adventure of a lifetime when he's selected as the Star of 3023's PPMC Project for a journey through a black hole, wormhole, and white hole to prehistoric times. Now, does Dan want to be the Star? Heck no, but he has loved paleontology ever since a bittersweet memory with his mom twelve years earlier.

Programmed to resemble Dan's mother's personality, PPMC vows to keep him safe on his journey, but it's difficult when the stubborn teen constantly gets in trouble, not just with himself but also with prehistoric anomalies: volcanic eruptions, eight-foot-long millipedes, terrifying saber-toothed cats, and, above all, disaster.

Now nearly trapped in time, Dan and PPMC must work together to escape the geologic time scale before Dan's love for paleontology and the mighty Quetzalcoatlus prevent him from learning how to truly trust PPMC and "let go" of the burden that's weighed him down for five years.

A teen, a starship, and Becca...

Have you ever wanted to see where life first began?

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*First Draft Written: 8th grade*

*The story behind the award-winning short story, Messummer!*

*Includes slow-burn world-building and epic adventure in prehistoric times!*

They want us to have poverty. They want us to serve them. To work for them. To be happy with our unbearably meagre lot in life. But we have each other. We have each other and that means that we have power. We can’t let them know that we have power, not ever. Because if they know, then they’ll destroy us.

The census is about to begin. I wonder if I’ll be brave enough to get through it. But I have to be. We all have to be. Because far too much depends on us, in this moment.

This is just me, ranting about things and problems I have encountered during my writing preparations. It is something like a guide, or even a collection of tips, that might be helpful for other writers struggling with world building, map making and other difficulties.