…so I’m writing a time-travel story. A script, actually. I’m probably never going to finish, not in this lifetime and it will almost certainly never get filmed, but I’m writing it for myself.
But it started with a thought experiment: what if there was only a single timeline?
When you travel back or forward in time you don’t create a new timeline: you just change the current timeline.
That could mean that multiple versions of the time-traveller could exist in the same universe. And that if time-travel was ubiquitous enough, then the universe would constantly be in flux.
So I started to just play out what the consequences of that were, and I had to set up a set of rules. Because my first problem was…what is the present?
We are all living in the “present” now. Our consciousness, our thoughts, all moving forward in linear time. But what if I jumped back 24 hours and ran into another version of me? I’m still in my present. But what about the universe? What about the other me? What is going on in their brain? They will also perceive this moment as the “present.” But how does that work? Does their brain just magically start thinking and existing in this new present?
It’s something I’m kinda just hand-waving away at the moment. My mantra is, “time isn’t universal, it’s personal.” Its subjective. It’s kinda like the observer effect.
Basically, once you start time travelling, you perceive the world and the universe differently. “Normies”, people that haven’t travelled in time, won’t notice anything. But time-travellers do. So if Nigel travels backwards in time and sets up a chain of events that changes the colour of the sky from blue to red…for the time-traveller, when the sky turns red they will perceive it in their present. People would constantly wink in and out of existence. Landscapes would change. It would drive most time-travellers mad.
But normies wouldn’t notice anything.
There are a number of other rules as well. Time travel is complicated. And I started to imagine the utter chaos that would develop in such a universe…and imagined what it would take to bring it under control.
And I imagined great time wars. Civilisations rising and falling. The universe restarting over and over again. So I began to play out the mechanics of a “temporal war.” What would that mean? Who would the players be? How did it end?
And I decided that it would end with a bureaucracy. The eventual winners of the temporal wars put in a set of rules, laws and regulations that governed time-travel, then ruthlessly enforced it.
Which is where the story opens, in a rough approximation of our own universe, where things are basically stable, because anyone (outside of those who have authorisation) who attempts to travel in time are detected, tracked down, and taken care of. Against this backdrop of crazy temporal mechanics, I’m focusing on telling a much smaller story
So that’s the set-up. I’m still gaming the setup and still working through the outline. But its fun. And its a nice distraction from the realities of life at the moment. I just know that I’m never ever going to finish it LOL.