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  • 1 week ago | coloradoswitchblade.com | Jason Van Tatenhove

    After a brief delay (thanks, final edits and recovery), I’m back with a new chapter of They Knew. This week, Raven breaks into the SEEL lab beneath CU Boulder—with a dying AI in her pocket, security drones closing in, and no one left to trust. She’s running out of time, options… and power. Also, the illustration for this chapter might be my favorite yet—it’s the moment everything hinges on. That first lock. That first breach. That first real step into the resistance.

  • 1 month ago | coloradoswitchblade.com | Jason Van Tatenhove

    She moved across campus, following the rudimentary white-blue arrows flickering on the surface of the Phoebee brick. They shifted as she walked, subtly correcting her direction, leading her forward like a ghostly compass. The paths were quiet at this hour, the usual murmur of late-night student life drowned out by the distant hum of traffic and the occasional rustling of leaves in the cold breeze.

  • 1 month ago | coloradoswitchblade.com | Jason Van Tatenhove

    Author’s Note:Apologies for the delay—this chapter is a week behind. The past few weeks have been rough as I recover from a full ankle replacement surgery. This was no minor ordeal. They essentially cut out what was left of my right ankle and replaced it with a shiny new cyborg-like upgrade. Finding a surgeon willing to perform this procedure on someone my age wasn’t easy. But I’m incredibly lucky to have someone in my life who’s, well… let’s just say, very plugged into the medical community.

  • Dec 24, 2024 | coloradoswitchblade.com | Jason Van Tatenhove

    Author's Note:Welcome back to another holiday season with the Colorado Switchblade! For those of you who’ve been with me for a while, you know I have a tradition of putting out a holiday-themed short story every year.

  • Nov 28, 2024 | eptrail.com | Jason Van Tatenhove

    I remember it was a cold, gray and windy day as I helped my wife out of our beat-up grey Subaru. I got her walker from the trunk, carefully wrapping the blanket around her shoulders before helping her take each labored step toward the side door of our local medical clinic. She had six broken ribs that day, a result of the life-saving CPR I had given her, along with the paramedics and the robotic Newton machine that continued compressions as they drilled an IV into her shin bones.

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