Anaximander's Bottle

By Paul Hawkins

A mind-bending tale: as space-time unknits, a mad Prussian scientist seeks the inspiration of his Valkyrie and retreats to the protection of his 'ontological citadels' to preserve reality - or perhaps remake it in his image.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Paul Hawkins
• Release date: May 10, 2011
• ISBN: 9781458077172

Paul Hawkins

American author. I am happy to be a child of the space age and I still set my sights on great things. I put humor in everything I write because that is my disposition. If I chronicle the 20th century it is only because I have not given up on the 21st.

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Anaximander's Bottle

Copyright 2011, Paul Hawkins

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He lived in a large castle and was holding a symposium for the world's greatest minds. Until recently she had lived in a rented house with her eight-year-old son in the village in the foothills. Her rented space had been a house dominated by long one long room, and it had a poorly bricked-in front that anyone could tell had once been garage bays, and next to it was the empty office of the village's only internet provider, now vacant, and one could see through its window a single spartan desk and last year’s calendar.

But recently, and at his insistence, she had moved into the castle because he claimed there would soon be a flurry of activity he would need her help to manage, and the flurry did come – in fact, an avalanche of activity came – but aside from sorting a few papers for him, the demand of her permanent, physical presence was not justified.

He was a physically imposing man like an Irish wolfhound in human form - tall and stocky with a long large head.