Category Archives: Stories
Pre-Series Short Story: The Lay of the Land
Due to work schedule adjustments, my pace on editing Book 6 has become pretty slow. (Doesn’t help that it’s 400+ pages, of course.) On the days where I don’t have a big chunk of time for editing, though, I’ve been … Continue reading →
Book 3 Short Story: Five Fuses
As I’m still working on Book 6 edits and don’t have a new culture composite prepared yet, it’s time to post my second Book 3 short story! Again, this is a spoiler-thick tale which requires a lot of foreknowledge to … Continue reading →
Book 3 Short Story: Metastasis
Earlier this year, I wrote two short stories that probably require a knowledge of Book 3, since most of the material won’t make sense otherwise. While I work on editing Book 6, I figured I’d post them anyway! This one … Continue reading →
Micro-Fiction: Mayfly
It was four o’clock and, as usual, George was dead. As he stared at the water-stained ceiling through unfocused eyes, moved only by the stutter of his heart winding down, he reflected on the tedium of this. Another day, another … Continue reading →
That Cursed Sex Scene
I recently received a review of book 2 by the fantastic Pauline M. Ross of Fantasy Review Barn. Much cheering and excitement was had, but she also pointed a stern finger at the issue I tend to most avoid: sex. … Continue reading →
Book 2 — Published
The Splintered Eye, now on sale at Amazon — e-version only. Physical version coming soon.
Work In Progress Tag Thing
So I got tagged for this by Erica Dakin, and since it’s a book-related meme thing instead of some random fluff piece, I am responding!
Book 1 — Published
Gonna keep this short. My book, now on sale at Amazon. Edit: Also on Smashwords!
Excerpt: Senket and the Salt Desert
As they drew closer to where bare earth became whorled salt-bed, Lark said, “How does a place like this even happen?”
Vignette: The Seal of Water
Aloyan Erosei the Younger stared into the blue line of the horizon, ignoring the water as it foamed up to either side of the ship’s prow. All his attention, all his rage and desire were fixed on the dark fleck … Continue reading →
The War of Memory Project 