The third part of Remarkable Objects – Part Three was posted on schedule, but I have bronchitis at the moment, so getting around to blogging about that has been low on my priorities. Even said, it’s there, so now’s the time to find out what happens next… Penny gave Aaran...
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His silver angular brows prepared a march that he began with but one word: “Well?”
She leaned forward, light blue eyes on the incomprehensible expanse of books, and the brushed aluminum looking, symbol laden upper column. This connected to another clear column full of white, tube lights. She said, “What do you call this?”
Live right now is Sector Bomb, featuring Aaran Coates and Buddy Namiki in their investigation of the attack on Sector 9. WordPress doesn’t like embedding … so here’s an excerpt and a link to the story: Sector Bomb at Smashwords
So as it turns out I had this nagging impression to highlight Ahead on Machined Shoulders. Before that, I’ll tell you a little something: Shareware bites hard these days. “Free” downloads bait-and-switch trailware and interruptionsoft teasers galore, whilst I attempt to proofread with a sick dog on my lap. She’ll...
Ten years or so. Probably longer. The initial concept was rough, unplanned and the world Aaran lived in far from alive. I borrowed ours. Going back with a patch job to draw the story in was a disservice to the inspiration I received. Thanks to a few choice words, I...
From the latest short story to be featured in Bold Curves, an excerpt of “Stand A Lone Girl”:
So basically~~~ I’ve been writing like a madman, new short stories for the Bold Curves Anthology. Here’s a sample from the first story, Coates and Yyone Alloy where Aaran is dealin’ with Jareth’s brusque regard for her … attitude. An excerpt follows:
It’s okay, you don’t know yet. That’s not actually a book title. “Sampling” is so mid-90’s … I remember, I was there. Those were good times. Actually, I’m here to show off some hard draft work on a full blown novel tentatively entitled “Every One Wish”, which follows Every One...
One: Backhand Fist What hope do you see in this glass star, anyway? Good core but next to no livable surface area thanks to a generous coating of toxic minerals. You can call the military shielding an act of Phate if you want, but I say blind luck was our...
Editing proceeds apace. It really does. I’ve turned some kind of corner and the writing I’ve been about for the last decade and a half all fits together now. It’ll fit even better when I finish editing and re-writing the parts that don’t fit (grin), but boy am I pleased....