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The novel about a computer that counted in thirds, and the trail it left through this blog: the Almaty dissertations, a paper map of Kyiv with a pencil arrow, a diary encoded in balanced ternary. It came out in July 2026. These entries are the making of it, launch nerves included.

20 entries, newest first.

2026

 

The Lake Before the Next Book

· A dock at Issyk-Kul, a stack of pages held down by a stone, and the first evening of whatever comes after Ternary Dreams.

Me looking up from the signing table at the reader across it, pen still on the open page, their three-colour-underlined photocopy beside my hand.
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The Signing Table

· A stranger's three-colour-underlined photocopy of a declassified MESM page, and the good kind of book fair noise.

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Reading Nights on Tour

· Two days into the Ternary Dreams tour, what a reading actually demands of a sentence that looked strong on the page.

Me holding my printed copy of Ternary Dreams on launch day.
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Ternary Dreams is out

· Launch day for Ternary Dreams: what the work asked, what I am proud of, and quiet thanks to the early readers who went first.

Me smoothing proofs at the desk, radio glowing.
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Two weeks out

· In two weeks Ternary Dreams meets the world. The first time the title and a real date sit together on this blog.

Me at a library table in Moscow with three operating manuals and a request slip.
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Three and a half million

· The same gate, one floor of books, and a free form that answers strangers in two or three working days: the least glamorous door into Soviet computing.

Me at the entrance of the open collection with the visitor pass on a lanyard.
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Gate seven, then the depot

· The Polytechnic's collection now lives in an industrial park behind two checkpoints: a booked tour, a named pass, and machines that nobody switches on.

Me reading a technical book at the desk, typewriter beside.
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The only ternary computer ever built

· Notes on Setun, Brusentsov, Lebedev, and Ekaterina Shkabara, whose name recedes in the retelling.

Me arranging open notebooks under a green banker's lamp.
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Spring Light and the Kyiv Pages

· Home in Bishkek, ten days of notes spread across the table, and the slow turn from travel toward a long essay on Ternary Dreams’ real roots.

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Console Time

· An afternoon at the console of a Soviet-era mainframe with the people who kept it alive: relay racks, magnetic drums, and the logic of three states.

Me on a cemetery path in Kyiv with a folded map and flowers I did not leave.
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Section unknown

· Hlushkov has a grave with a named sculptor and a named architect. The three women I came to ask about have nothing anybody at the gate could point to.

Me studying the Soviet ferrite core memory exhibit in the computing museum.
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Machines That Remembered for Us

· A morning among Kyiv’s early computers, and the odd work of researching the real history once the novel is out of my hands.

Me at the wall at Feofaniya after dark, phone torch on the plaque, wet gravel underfoot.
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The plaque at Feofaniya

· A park from opening to closing, a wall beside a convent, and one name on a plaque where three people built the first machine.

Me with a tea glass in the sleeper on the night train to Kyiv.
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Night train to Kyiv

· Arriving by rail via Warsaw for Ternary Dreams research: Feofaniya's quiet, metro air alerts, and respect that refuses to turn a living city into backdrop.

Me pinning a map to the corkboard at the desk.
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Feofanija

· On researching Kyiv’s Feofanija district as a frame setting, and why a live war can never be treated as scenery.

Me at the desk with a phone, a Feofanija map among books, samovar behind.
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Reading Toward a District

· A paper map of Kyiv, a pencil arrow, and a phone call about which paths still exist.

Me lining up an index card at the desk, amber radio beside.
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A diary in code

· On encoding a private diary in balanced ternary, the fictional device at the heart of the new book, and the real machine that made the idea feel possible: Setun.

Me at the desk with a notebook of diagrams.
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A third state

· Early research notes on a new novel about Soviet computing, balanced ternary logic, and why a third state beyond yes and no feels like the right shape for hidden lives.

2025

Me on the steps of the academy library in Almaty with four call slips in hand.
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The dissertations are all here

· Day two in Almaty and a different building: the academy's complete run of dissertations, a school of remainders, and two names that belong in my book.

Me on an Almaty street, free hand in my cuff.
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Almaty again

· Back in the Kazakh archives on a loose thread left from Ternary Dreams, without knowing yet whether it wants to become anything.

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