February 22, 2021
Random Stories is taking the week off. Clark Kent duties and some business-side work on Seraph need my attentions. Back next Monday with a new roll of the Story Dice.
Random Stories is taking the week off. Clark Kent duties and some business-side work on Seraph need my attentions. Back next Monday with a new roll of the Story Dice.
“It’s my shadow, you see?” The Seamstress took a long look at Jasper, and then at the troubling shadow behind him, vaguely Jasper-shaped and decidedly not cast by any visible light source. Indeed, the early sun still hung in the east, and Jasper’s shadow was pointing toward it. “It doesn’t matter which way I turn,…
Hmmmmm. Loooota room for interpretation on that third die. Stay tuned for a new story on 2/20.
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.
Last week’s story ran a little long. This week, we’re going quick and dirty We Can Eat Any Billy Goat for $29.99*(*terms and conditions may apply) TO: All Cabraphage Corp., LLC Bridge Staff – All Regions FROM: Chorck Gravelpounder, VP for Overpass Traversal RE: New Updates to Goat Consumption Policies and Procedures ______________________________________________________ In response…
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…