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Neptune Published Now
After procrastinating for years, I released Neptune. You can get it on Amazon right now in ebook and paperback. Thanks to anyone who supports my crap fiction. Amazon Link
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The Doors
I stared up at the towering stone spire. The wind whipped snow in my face. I can’t remember a time when Mia’s room was this stricken with such weather. There was a sinister air hangin over the place. Ever since the tremors started and Mia disappeared, I have been afraid to step foot in here.…
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Neptune Sequel
I finished National Novel Writing Month (NanoWriMo) by writing a sequel to Neptune. I think the tagline will be “The Old Blood Sings. The Cycle Ends.” The draft is currently sitting at 50k words and I have got a lot of gaps and loose ends to fill in. It should come in at a substantial…
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Update: Rewrite Progress and Disappointment
I’ve gone kind of dark since I bragged that I made it to 10 posts. My rhythm dwindled pretty significantly. However, there’s been some progress. I did start rewriting The Vault. But, I am not going to post it here. I’ve had mostly zero views for awhile, so this is more of a declaration to…
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Rewrite: The Vault
If you’ve read some of my previous posts, you’ll be able to guess that I have written at least two novels. Both unpublished. The Vault was a novel that I wrote and I posted the first chapter of Part 3 a few weeks ago. I was going to continue to post more of this novel…
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Rourke
Rourke staggered against the rocks. He took cover behind a boulder. Hopefully, this would give him enough time to tend to his wound. He dropped his musket unceremoniously and threw himself against the rock. His ragged breathing was visible in the cold air. Dammit, he thought to himself. She might have been right after all.…
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The Lottery
The clamor of the gathered crowd almost drowned out his words as he yelled, “Fifty-seven, fifty-seven!” The lottery administrator was visibly sweating, both from the heat and the fear of the mob. Luckily, he was protected by a small army. A man looked at his ticket and tried to hide his happiness. He knew that…
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R-A-M-O-N-E-S
I’m not even sure what I said to my mom to avoid questioning. Maybe the venue being called “The Church at 20th and Park” helped to ease suspicion. Or maybe it’s because it’s Saturday night. That’s her prime self-medication night. One quick internet search would reveal that I wasn’t going to some holy youth group.…
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Flashback No. 1
My first brush with creative writing came back when I was in 5th grade. I hated school. I don’t know if I started to hate school and become more reclusive around that time. My parents got divorced around then so I had an easy excuse. Even if I didn’t know it then, I can see…
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Honor Lost
The big man lined up his hammer on the sword. “10 says he shorts it.” Someone said in the background. “20!” Came a chorus of replies. “Alright, shut it you lot. I need to concentrate here. Badger, stop shaking the sword. “ “Right, sorry. Just don’t hit my hand Thatch!” A thin man said holding…