Joshua Chase

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2026-05-26 04:18:15 -

STATIC
STATICNancy Brady had not had a conversation with her husband Dave in months. Not because they fought. They did not fight. They just existed in the same house the way two appliances exist in the same kitchen -- plugged into the same wall, making different sounds, going about their separate routines, neither one aware of the other until something went wrong and then you had to call someone to...

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Joshua Chase added blog Literature
2026-06-01 11:25:44 -

The Jazz of Truth
New York, 1924. The city was a fever dream of saxophone wails and illegal gin. Arthur Penhaligon was a man of the moment, a silver-tongued broker who could sell ice to an Eskimo. He lived in a penthouse that touched the clouds, surrounded by flappers in sequined dresses and the endless clinking of crystal. Arthur's life changed during a trip to a dusty bookstore in Greenwich Village. He found a...

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2026-06-01 10:11:06 -

THE WEIGHT OF NOTHING
### Act I: The Spark Ethan Cross stood in the supermarket aisle for twelve minutes before making a decision. The decision was about cereal. There were fourteen brands on the shelf, from store-brand corn flakes at three dollars a box to artisanal granola at nine dollars, and Ethan was trying to choose one. Not because he was hungry—hunger was not the issue. The issue was that each choice carried...

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2026-05-26 13:06:14 -

The Ferry to Raven's Point
The rain in New York has a way of making everything look the same. Same grey sky, same grey streets, same grey men in grey coats hurrying past each other with their collars turned up and their heads down. I was one of those men, or I had been, until the gun incident made me somebody else. Now I was Jack Murray, former NYPD, current PI, and the guy you call when you need something done that the...

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2026-05-29 17:08:30 -

The Rust Belt
The factory closed on a Thursday. I know because Thursday was the only day the coffee in the breakroom was decent—Maura always brought extra cookies on Thursdays, and the machine didn't jam as often. By Friday, the fences were up. Chain link and razor wire, erected by men in hard hats who didn't look at us when they passed. By Saturday, the sign was taken down. Not the whole sign—just the part...

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2026-05-31 22:16:15 -

Blood and Magnolias
I. The magnolias were blooming, which meant summer had arrived in a way that made the air so thick you could chew it. I stood on the porch of the main house and watched the flowers—white, perfect, obscene in their beauty—swaying in a breeze that smelled like damp earth and decay. I was twenty-eight years old, and I was the last Thorne who lived in the house that my great-great-grandfather had...

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2026-05-26 07:07:58 -

The Weight of the Word
(Booker Prize Style Variation) The archives of the city's Great Library were not merely a repository of books, but a cemetery of intentions. Here, in the subterranean vaults where the air was thick with the scent of decaying leather and forgotten ambitions, Elias Thorne served as the Chief Lexicographer. His life's work was the 'Universal Dictionary', an attempt to capture the exact emotional...

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2026-06-02 20:09:57 -

The Weight of Dust
## Act I: The Outset Oakhaven was a town where the wind only blew in one direction: toward the graveyard. It was a place of rusted silos and grey skies, a relic of an industrial boom that had ended forty years ago, leaving behind a population of people who were as hollow as the factories they once worked in. Toby was nineteen, with a restless energy that felt like a foreign language in...

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2026-05-27 19:24:20 -

The Wall Strategy
**Washington DC, 2025** The room had no windows. It was beneath the Pentagon, somewhere below the basement, in a space that existed on no floor plan and appeared on no security map. I'd been a ghost for two years—a discharged CIA analyst after the Damascus operation went sideways, which was a polite way of saying three people died and I was the one who had to explain why. The woman in the gray...

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2026-05-30 13:49:51 -

The Wall Strategy
**Washington DC, 2025** The room had no windows. It was beneath the Pentagon, somewhere below the basement, in a space that existed on no floor plan and appeared on no security map. I'd been a ghost for two years—a discharged CIA analyst after the Damascus operation went sideways, which was a polite way of saying three people died and I was the one who had to explain why. The woman in the gray...

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2026-05-24 08:02:43 -

The Starlight Project
The watch had stopped at 4:19 on a Tuesday that had not yet arrived. I first noticed it in Florence, three weeks after I woke up in a hospital bed with a heart attack that hadn't happened yet. The smartwatch—my Apple, still charged, still connected to nothing—displayed a date that made no sense: October 19, 2029. Black Tuesday. The day the markets would crash, the day I would lose everything,...

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2026-05-31 13:15:03 -

The Black Signal
The phone rang at 11:47 PM, which was late even for this city, but not late enough to be surprising. Jack Moranne let it ring twice, then reached across the desk and picked up the receiver with his good hand. The bad one—the one that ended at the wrist where the war had taken everything below—was tucked under his arm, holding a half-empty bottle of bourbon and a notebook that contained more...

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