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.
· A dock at Issyk-Kul, a stack of pages held down by a stone, and the first evening of whatever comes after Ternary Dreams.
· A stranger's three-colour-underlined photocopy of a declassified MESM page, and the good kind of book fair noise.
· Two days into the Ternary Dreams tour, what a reading actually demands of a sentence that looked strong on the page.
· Launch day for Ternary Dreams: what the work asked, what I am proud of, and quiet thanks to the early readers who went first.
· In two weeks Ternary Dreams meets the world. The first time the title and a real date sit together on this blog.
· 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.
· 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.
· Notes on Setun, Brusentsov, Lebedev, and Ekaterina Shkabara, whose name recedes in the retelling.
· 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.
· 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.
· 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.
· A morning among Kyiv’s early computers, and the odd work of researching the real history once the novel is out of my hands.
· A park from opening to closing, a wall beside a convent, and one name on a plaque where three people built the first machine.
· 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.
· On researching Kyiv’s Feofanija district as a frame setting, and why a live war can never be treated as scenery.
· A paper map of Kyiv, a pencil arrow, and a phone call about which paths still exist.
· 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.
· 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.
· 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.
· Back in the Kazakh archives on a loose thread left from Ternary Dreams, without knowing yet whether it wants to become anything.