One of the neons over the bar is flickering again. You don’t mind. It’s part of the place’s charm. No pretensions of glamor.
“King Sidra had it on his person when he died: a gemstone, black but glass-like, bearing a golden sunburst set with a red circle. I have hid it in my enclave’s remains. You must take it. It has driven all who touch it mad. They are saying the one who masters it will be his true heir.”
Hello, readers mine! I’ve decided we’re once again due for a preview chapter here, so that’s what you’re going to get. This will be #4 not of 5, but of 6–for Chapter 5 is comparatively short in its revised incarnation, and Chapter 6 has too much within it that I desperately want to share. Thus, […]
Winter rains streamed down black bows and dribbled along emerald creepers. Somewhere downhill, through the storm-misted labyrinth of the bogs, a creature clucked and chirped from deep in its gullet.
Hello, readers mine! The following is the result of my earnest attempt to write a short–HA–Twitter thread concerning my staunch belief that we need more soft SciFi/futuristic fantasy stories centering around the inherent drama of smaller warships going toe-to-toe with a true flagship. I hoped to convince other writers of the potential in this idea–in […]
Hello, readers mine. I’m struggling with something at the moment, so I’m afraid we’re due for another of those posts. You know the ones. The ones where I treat these pixel-born pages as a replacement for therapy. Ironically, I’m at a point in my life where I’m open to therapy, but can no longer afford […]
Hello, readers mine! Continuing this new experiment of posting the chapters which will be part of the free preview of The Necromancer and the Reaping Spear, here’s the first working version of the second chapter. Writing this unrighteous leviathan of a chapter just about shattered my consciousness at several points, so I’m sure it’ll be wondrous […]
Hello, readers mine! As I said I would, I’ve finally started revisions on The Necromancer and the Reaping Spear. To kick things off, I moved the original first chapter to be the second, and started writing a new first chapter… which has now split into the new first and second chapters. Pageblazing is glorious work! So, […]
“Songs of the Ainur, Unfolding”: My most recent piece of writing theorism and the present zenith of my self-indulgence. It’s a beautifully-written meditation on major fantasy influences over the last seventy-odd years. Within that Gothic deluge, given forth by my dark heart’s depths, I finally found words for so many notions that lingered, as wraiths […]
Recorded this 18th of Blossomflight, 9E 1197, by my own hand; I, Umbraspun Augury, do vouch for this archive’s truth and accuracy. –Essence Class: Azure Meridian– Warning: If you who read these words do so without my blessing, then know that you imperil your life and sapient soul. I accept no fault if you lack […]