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Hank Steelridge
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I am currently posting several chapters a week from my new novel, Strangers, on #royalroad.

https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/126744/strangers

Expect long journeys, dealing with guilt, and interdimensional monsters.
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Seth - Donald Glover Jeannie - Linda Hamilton Rani- Indya Moore Jed - Patton Oswalt After accidentally killing his wife and son, Seth commits himself to a psychiatric hospital, only to one night wake up and find most of humanity comatose. He meets the mysterious Altogether Smiley Man who tasks him with finding the interdimensional Chess Hotel, where he has to play a slot machine that will rewind time and give the world a second chance. However, pulling it is a literal gamble, and the stake is exactly one life. Nick Frost - Boreas Matthew McConaughey - Intrusive man #1 Woody Harrelson - Intrusive Man #2 Julia Garner - Ellie Dave Bautista - Paby Dhypa Mason Alexander Park - Nintu Vicky Kaushal - The Altogether Smiley Man Dolph Lundgren - Aleksandr
November 13, 2025 at 5:22 PM
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Wtf am I doing. I don't know how to build a house.
October 11, 2025 at 11:07 AM
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Seth follows a strange man into a cave. As long as it's not a van, I guess.

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The man led him through the snow, cutting a wide swath through it that Seth could walk on. Around a small hill and through some short trees they approached something like a bear's den. The man got down on hands and knees and crawled in without looking back. Seth crawled after him, blindly reaching in front of him to avoid splitting his head open on a rock. The cave was a tunnel, twisting and turning for at least twenty meters, until it opened up into a dimly lit cavern, maybe twenty meters long, fifteen wide, and three or four high.
October 8, 2025 at 8:23 AM
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Seth and Jed are under heavy (oil)pressure.

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Jed was hit once, twice. Golden motor oil poured from a hole in its stomach. Servos whirred as they tried to compensate for the pressure loss, until Jed’s ever vigilant nanobots managed to stem the tide. Seth stood his ground and fired bullet after useless bullet. The Intrusive men didn’t seem fazed even though every shot found its mark: the ridge of a nose; a wide forehead; a scrawny chest.
September 9, 2025 at 8:32 AM
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I regret to inform you that you weren't dreaming.

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He was more tired than he thought, and fell asleep almost immediately. He dreamed of a world empty of people, where he was the only survivor of a colossal catastrophe. Where the lines between dreams and reality were broken and things like black dogs seeped through like sand in a cracked hourglass. He dreamed of winter men and intrusive men and seventy-two crazy people locked in a looney bin.
September 2, 2025 at 9:32 AM
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Only 4 uses of "recent" in my entire novel. I expected more.

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August 22, 2025 at 9:05 AM
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I'm pretty sure "elbows" are bows but in spanish.

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“And to think I took you for a pessimist.” “Fuck off. You don’t know what I’ve went through.” Seth felt stupid as soon as he had said it. “Tell me.” Jed’s scoff softened. “No.” He rested his elbows on his knees and began drawing in the earth with the stick. “I’m a good listener.” “I killed my wife and son,” he said harshly, looking up at Jed.
August 18, 2025 at 11:29 AM
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When Seth wakes up to find humanity comatose, he is tasked by the mysterious Altogether Smiley Man to undertake the journey of all lifetimes to fix all possible worlds, real and imaginary.

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When Seth wakes up to find humanity comatose, he is tasked by the mysterious Altogether Smiley Man to undertake the journey of all lifetimes to fix all possible worlds, real and imaginary. #PosterPit #SPF #A
August 16, 2025 at 6:47 AM
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Now, how long can YOU go on about sliding doors?

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It had a smaller entrance right where it had split in half thirty minutes ago. And to their surprise it opened when they approached. Where Seth had received a hero’s welcome, Rani and Aleksandr were greeted with a soft bong while two class panes slid to either side. Looking carefully for anything out of the ordinary, they hugged the wall and slipped inside. They were buffeted from above by warm, dry wind. The entrance was a sluice, designed to keep the cold out, and another set of glass panes slid away before them while the first closed behind. From the completed novel “Strangers”, available as a serial on Royal Road and Patreon
August 12, 2025 at 4:08 PM
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Two reals in quick succession! Lucky for me, unlucky for Moody.

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He balled his fist and rubbed his knuckles up and down Moody’s sternum, hard. If he remembered correctly, doing so could separate the drunk or merely faking from the ones who were in real trouble. Moody was in real trouble.
August 11, 2025 at 7:31 PM
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They should really disguise them as something else, like they do with oil drills in LA, so that they blend in more with the environment.
a colorful oil tower in LA
August 10, 2025 at 6:12 PM
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"I bought you flours"

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“What is it with people and disasters? They turn into looters at the mere rumor of a power outage.” “Some do,” Seth replied. “But most stay home, lending their neighbors cups of flour and helping them manage. It’s just that the looters make more noise.”
August 10, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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Jed is on a mission, but takes time to appreciate the weirdness of the Winter Man's home below the city.

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It smelled of dirt and rainwater and ozone, and webs of brown roots covered natural rock walls. Jed hurried through a long hallway with several rooms and alcoves on either side. Through them it saw colorful flowers and green brush, trees and grass. Sounds of wind, rushing water and woodland animals emanated from deep within the chambers. The door at the end of the hall was open and beyond it, in the middle of a sparsely decorated, foggy room sat a bear of a man on the floor in the lotus position, eyes closed.
August 9, 2025 at 7:45 PM
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Tidying my room for fall palate cleanser projects between writing bouts.

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A picture of a messy garage
August 8, 2025 at 5:10 PM
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Seth gets his update though a good old fashioned newspaper.

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Putting the newspaper down, he went and made some coffee. He had never learned to like the taste, but Chelly had worshiped it. In the time after he had killed her, he would sometimes make a pot just to smell it. He didn't exactly miss her, just the feeling of normality that came with the aroma. They could almost talk to each other like regular people when she sat down with her coffee in the morning, which was more comfortable than throwing china.
August 8, 2025 at 8:08 AM
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August 7, 2025 at 11:50 AM
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She studied his features as they walked on; his shoulders which had filled out his shirt to the point he probably needed a new one; his black, straight hair jagged from being trimmed with a hunting knife. He moved with a confidence of stride which had slowly emerged out of the skulking, almost guilty gait of weeks past. He had begun laughing more, as well. Dared to show compassion and weakness, strength and resolve, shedding his apologetic mannerisms completely. It was a change she had seen in her own son over the years, as he grew from a bullied, tortured boy into a confident and happy teenager. Maybe that was why she both loved and resented Seth so much. Loved him because her maternal instincts made him into a substitute for her son, and resented because he kept her away from her family.
August 6, 2025 at 8:03 AM
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I'm really looking forward to reading this but
August 5, 2025 at 8:50 PM
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From Hank Steelridge's ongoing novel "Strangers" on Royal Road

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August 5, 2025 at 1:59 PM