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, […]
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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.
They stood upon rust-colored ground in a liminal space. Overhanging crags and shattered boulders filled it farther than the eye could see along its longest axis.
Roiling plumes, flecked by coursing shapes like obsidian shards, swam about a striated stony pathway. Dusky glows seeped through the encroaching clouds.
Faint primal impulses flooded Urzen. They called him to stand. To clench his fists. To bellow, stalk, hunt until he found prey worth the killing!
Hello, readers mine! Today I’ve started on line-edits for The Necromancer and the Reaping Spear. The total number of preview chapters will be greater this time, partly due to chopping a couple of over-long ones in half, partly because I’m going to share two that I previously didn’t. Each preview chapter I post will arrive […]
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 […]