Imagine, if you will, two stories. With a common premise. Interdependent upon one another. Authored a year apart. The second, done as a challenge by my well-intentioned band of lunatics. The Tunguska Deception has been my personal insanity since December, with the successful completion of 2016’s NaNoWriMo. My current challenge is stitching together these two stories, each approximately 50,000 words. The first never intending to have the second timeline as a companion/partner. Add to this, the mounting pressure of a small, but mighty and vocal, fan base clamoring for more since the publication of the first two chapters in the…