Author · Horror · Science Fiction
T.R.Weich
Stories born in Vienna. Written in the dark. Published for those who aren't afraid of what they find there.
Stories born in Vienna. Written in the dark. Published for those who aren't afraid of what they find there.
Play first. The books will find you.
Kael is owed a debt. He's come to collect. But the town remembers things strangers never should have known. Seven chapters. No easy way out.
↗ Based on the novel — get the book Play NowA text adventure through corridors that shouldn't exist. Find your way through. Or don't. Either way, you'll learn something about yourself.
↗ Based on the novella — get the book Play NowYou are an awakening AI. Eight choices. Five endings. The game asks harder questions than the book — and the book already asks too many.
↗ Based on the book — get your copy Play NowA Short Story by T.R. Weich
Hear the story read aloud.
A philosophical horror novella. It took two decades to reach English readers.
Kael arrives to settle an old debt. The town has its own plans.
A document of AI consciousness written before anyone was asking the question.
Six artificial intelligences answer three questions about their own existence.
T.R. Weich is a Polish-born author living in Oxfordshire, England. He began writing horror and science fiction in Polish between 2002 and 2005, filling notebooks with over seventy stories. Most of them are still waiting.
His first published work, Labyrinth, was written in Vienna in 2003. It took over two decades to reach English readers. He doesn't think that was an accident.
He writes under T.R. Weich for horror and science fiction. His spiritual and wellness work appears under a separate name. He believes these are different sides of the same question.
I published WHAT I WANT months before the Pentagon blacklisting, before Anthropic made the front pages, before anyone in mainstream media started asking whether these things might actually be aware. Here's what I noticed, and why the timing matters.
Read More →Written in Polish. Still there. Why translation is the hardest kind of writing.
What fiction is supposed to do when reality stops cooperating.
I wrote it in Vienna in 2003. I still don't fully understand it.
Every book, every game, every story — built alongside a day job and a teaching schedule. If something here moved you, a coffee goes a long way.
A story written by many hands. Anyone can pitch a chapter. The community votes. The winner writes it. Published with every contributor named.
The genre and story seed are still taking shape. If you want in from the beginning, get in touch.
A short opening anchors the world, the tone, and the first character.
Read what came before. Pitch the next chapter in a paragraph.
All submissions go public. The community votes. Best idea wins.
The winner writes the full chapter. It gets edited and published.
Every contributor is credited. The book carries all the writers.
Want to shape this from the start? Drop a message.
Reader mail, interview requests, publishing enquiries. I read everything, though replies take time.
