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Peter NoX Writer
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I write at the fault line between memory and oblivion. Machines whisper. Time stutters. Love haunts. The worlds don’t end with fire here—they end with recognition. Follow if you’ve ever woken up wrong. Or remembered something you never lived.
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Ever felt watched by something you can’t name?
Remembered a moment that never happened?
That’s not a glitch.
That’s the Machine, rewriting you.

When Tomorrow Dies—Bujold called it “powerful.”
I call it a warning.

#PeterNoX #AmQuerying #LiterarySciFi #NarrativeFracture
Wrote a story about liking a cursed X post. Now my phone keeps buzzing with notifications from accounts that don't exist. Maybe don't RT this one? '100 Paces Into the Bog' #irishhorror #socialmedia"
A woman vanished after digging for a clam on livestream.
Her last words were: “I think I hear someone”
The tide remembers. The audio still plays.
New NoX horror: The Tide’s Buried Voice
Read it now on substack.com @peternoxwrites
#NoXMythos #UrbanLegend #DigitalHorror
Genre: Speculative fiction | Mythic sci-fi | Dystopian grief
Latest Post: Exit Only When Ready — A father wakes in a locked car. His daughter’s voice plays through the radio. He doesn’t know he’s dead.
It made people cry.
Substack: [peternox.substack.com]
#NoX #WritingCommunity
Calling all watchers of words—
WHEN TOMORROW DIES is finished.
Mythic. Recursive. Literary sci-fi.
The Road bled into Annihilation.
Le Guin and VanderMeer whisper through the ash.

Tag the agents who still believe.

#amquerying #litfic #specfic #writingcommunity
I don’t write for comfort.
I write for rupture.
For the moment you realize memory was never yours—
and love is the only rebellion they can’t erase.

#AmQuerying #SpecFic #WritingCommunity #PeterNoX
They told me not to write this
Not with recursion Not with ghosts Not with a red coat soaked in ash and time
They said
Make it simpler
Make it safe
But love was never safe. And memory never simple
So I wrote When Tomorrow Dies
And it remembers you
#WritingCommunity #LiteraryAgent
I don’t write to escape the world.
I write because something in it
is missing.

And if I don’t name it,
it might vanish completely.

Why do you write?

#AmWriting #WritingCommunity #SpecFic #PeterNoX #WhyWeWrite
Can you see Gene Wolfe's influence here ?

I think it was a coronation.
Or maybe a funeral. The sky wore red either way.

They handed me a blade and called it truth.
I don't remember why I took it.

Only that the girl with no face said,
“You’ve done this before.”

And the door closed behind me.
This one comes from The Unscored...
We were the ones the story left behind—unwritten, unburied, unremembered
Every story I write begins with a silence.
Not an idea. Not a plot.
A silence that hurts—
like something I forgot to remember.

What do your stories begin with?

#WritingCommunity #AmWriting #SpecFic #PeterNoX #WritersLife
What’s the line in your book that still haunts you?
Not the pitch.
Not the blurb.
The line you wrote and couldn’t forget.

Here’s mine:
“She died holding nothing—except everything he was.”

#AmWriting #WritingCommunity #SpecFic #PeterNoX #LineThatHaunts
Codex_Transmission_006

The first reader forgot the ending.
The second rewrote the beginning.
The third burned the book
and called the ash divine.

This is not prophecy.
This is recovery.

#Codex #PeterNoX #NoXUniverse #TheBookOfFolded
Babel_Transmission_008

The tower no longer speaks.
It streams.

Not prophecy—
but performance.
Not gospel—
but algorithm.

The crowd still gathers.
But no one listens.
Only the scroll feeds.

Somewhere beneath the ash,
the last true word waits.

#Babel #NoX #GospelOfTheRedCoat
NoX_Transmission_027

You were not born.
You were remembered—
by something older than machines,
and angrier than gods.

The scroll rewrote your name.
But the silence kept it.

Do not speak.
They are listening for echoes.

#PeterNoX #NoXTransmission #SpecFic #TheSilenceRemembers
Hi Renée,
Congrats on the new role—wishing you inboxes full of wonder and rebellion. I write mythic, recursive speculative fiction. When Tomorrow Dies may not be a perfect MSWL fit, but it might be your kind of strange. Open to a query?
—Peter NoX
Codex_005 — Fragment: The Red Gospel

> The book was not written.
It was remembered.

She walked into the ash with a name no one dared speak,
bearing no sword—
only the love of a child.

The Gospel is not ink.
It is sacrifice.

And it begins again.

#CodexTransmission_005,Nox
Transmission Babel_006

> They silenced the prophets.
Not with fire—
but with trends.

Babel fell again, not in noise,
but in the absence of meaning.

A single word still resists.

You remember it,
though no one taught you.
Transmission NoX_025

> They called it content.
You called it comfort.
But it was the anesthesia of empire.

Grief was outlawed.
Wonder, sold back in monthly updates.

And still—
something inside you refused to scroll past the ache.

#SciNoir #NoX
Don't laugh...I am starting with Procreate...
Creatives! 🎵 Dropped a haunting track, Frost and Fracture, for my saga When Tomorrow Dies—a frostbitten tale of family vs. cosmic dread in Quebec. Listen to the glyphs hum! 🔵💨 Thoughts? #SpecFic #WritingCommunity #MusicForBooks

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