Ad Planeta Apes Comet 1169-Aristaeus was still sixty years out from its 226-year return when it set off the alarm at Arroway station. It was a very particular frequency, one that hadn’t been heard on Earth for over a hundred and fifty years. Underneath EnviroDome 34/118 (formerly known as Pasadena), the techno-wizards began their preparations….
Less than a month until I release the Seraph upon the world. Today, I’m excited to share the cover. Several months ago, I commissioned Actual Magick – an artist whose aesthetic fits right in with the urban fantasy style – for some original artwork that would capture the tone of the book. She delivered beyond…
We’re less that a month away from the release of Seraph on March 9th. This Friday (2/12) I’ll reveal the cover for the book. Until now, here’s a little glimpse of what’s coming. I’m so thrilled with how it all came out, and I can’t wait for you all to see it. See you back…
Today’s random story roll. Back this weekend with a brand new short.
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Marty Lester swore quietly at the fire he couldn’t get started. He’d lost track of how long he’d been striking flint against steel, watching the small spray of sparks fall onto his kindling only to die there. He tossed useless tools aside and swore again, louder this time, hurling the mother of all f-bombs at…
See you on Saturday, 1/30, with a brand new story.
A day late, but done. Here’s this week’s random story based on Monday’s roll of the story dice. FiveSixSevenEight Hank Paulsen shuffled back and forth along the rows, pushing his little whisk broom ahead of him. He turned his nose up, disgusted by the detritus left behind by the audience for tonight’s performance. “They can…
Several years ago, my wife gifted me these lovely story dice in my Christmas stocking. For a visual thinker like me, they’re great tools for busting through writer’s block and story ruts. This year, after a pandemic-induced creativity slump in high gear for far too many months, I’ve decided to use them to get me…