I’m pleased to announce THE WORLD BREAKER REQUIEM, the sequel to THE WORLD MAKER PARABLE. Please enjoy this special preview of the first two chapters. PRE-ORDER ADD ON GOODREADS BLURB: Prince of Woe… Avaria Norrith is the adopted heir to the Ariathan throne. But that means little to a man …
THE WORLD MAKER PARABLE releases April 14, 2020 and is available for PRE-ORDER. Please enjoy this preview. CHAPTER 1: PENDULUM DANCE Hang-Dead Forest north of Banerowos was aptly named. Rhona had lost count of the corpses half a mile back. She towed her prisoner on a length of cord. Thus …
1 CORPSES The Month of Jul, Mid Year 1169 Theailys An retched and the odor was almost as foul as that of the mangled corpse a few feet from where he knelt. A fantastic way to ring in his thirtieth year, to be sure. His younger self would have been …
The elders say a person’s composure reflects their soul. If this is true, then half our kind are mad. The eclipse is nearly here. I have anticipated it for twenty years, since my first transformation, and I have more or less made peace with my destiny. The moment in between …
Dolos called his dagger “Whiskey.” Most people called Whiskey by her other names, such as “Get that fucking thing away from me” or “Gods, please—no!” But unlike most things and people in Liosene, Whiskey did not discriminate. If you looked like you could do with a drink, she was happy …
PUSS originally appeared in issues 14 and 15 of SANITARIUM MAGAZINE as CRINKLEPUSS and FRANKENPUSS. The story (or stories) were written to suggest the protagonist or POV character as being a bit different than most people. It is still, to this day, the single most unnerving story I feel I’ve …
If Liosene was called the Hand of God, then the South Step slums—in all their shit and grime—were the middle finger. The giant “fuck you” to the people who aspired to go about their days without the fear of being murdered, beaten, raped, or some awful combination of the three. …
*Written originally for an anthology of Trump-related dystopian fiction I awoke with a grin. The sky was blue, birds were singing, and the air was sweet. Today was the start of something great; tonight would mark change. Shoggoth pressed an eye to my window, the dual pupils dilated. With a …