Erotica: Liesel and Mechtlieb 1
“I declare without shame that I am neither a channel of the gods nor a mage of the academies. I am a witch of the old ways reclaimed.”
The Sgain Togre Phase-Duelists
“You were the one who loved the ringing masses, cheers and stamping. You were the one who needed their racket to believe your own power.”
Fight Scenes Redux: Convocation
“In other words, I write about violence in order to feel more human.”
A Nearly-Objective Book Update
… though I dislike pushing the mental burden onto all of you, I’ve considered that perhaps instead of making this decision blind I should ask you readers.
Autism: Stories, Storytellers, and the Sia Mess
Let the record note that up until the current clusterfuck, I generally thought of Sia as a cool musician whose work I just didn’t feel pulled towards. (Content Warnings: mentions of ableism, eugenics, and negative stereotypes about autistic people) Let the record further note that I’m going to refer to my feelings a lot during […]
Local Idiot Provides the Full Set of Links to Her Books
Hello, readers mine… er… so, many of you know that I publish through Smashwords. You may have been wondering why. You see, Smashwords is an aggregator. This does require a lot more work on my end–the books have to be cleaned of behind-the-scenes junk code by copying the raw text into Notepad, copying it back, […]
Amazon’s The Lord of the Rings Thing Will Not Be Good
Because, I mean, it’s not like the venerable storytellers at Amazon.com could ever even slightly be motivated to put profit before quality, right?
Available Now: The Necromancer and the Reaping Spear
–the Necromancer and the Reaping Spear is a book you can buy right now–
The Necromancer and the Reaping Spear: Chapter Six Final
Hello, readers mine. I’m feeling a bit better today. A fortunate change, for it’s today I’ve chosen as the day I’ll throw together some cover art for this leviathan of a book. It’s already formatted for Smashwords, so I hope to have it finished out and submitted to the self-publishing process by the end of […]
The Necromancer and the Reaping Spear: Chapter Five
Winter rains streamed down black bows and dribbled along emerald creepers. Somewhere downhill, through the storm-misted labyrinth of the bogs, a creature chirped deep from its gullet.
