Queer Fantasy and Weird Tales for the People
Leather seats, a modern suspension, and we’re not being shelled. What more could you ask for?
Kurt Cross, on the Ford Model T
Our intrepid investigators pile into a car and drive to Oxford University in the latest episode, now available on Patreon. What happened on Professor Ragnarsson’s ill-fated field expedition, and what did he find there? Only one way to find out! Sign up for Patreon and help me keep writing and providing for my cats for only $3 a month.
Dar Williams, “Comfortably Numb” (Pink Floyd cover)
Hi there. Happy Monday.
Last week was busier than I thought, so here’s the plan for this week: Episode 5 of The Well Below the Valley will release tomorrow on Patreon. Going forward, I plan to release episodes on the first of each month. On Wednesday, the latest chapter of The Book of the New Moon Door will be up here on the blog.
In other news, it looks like I’m taking this show on the road in October! If you’ll be in the Milwaukee area and want a signed copy of Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea (or want me to sign the copy you already have), stay tuned for more information!
I appreciate you! Thanks for being here. And you’re listening to something that makes your ears happy, leave some music recommendations in the comments! I’m open to any genre.
I held the unlocked manacles close to my chest and kept my head bowed, being led as I was to the slaughter. For all I knew, I would be sacrificed at the end of the tunnel. I had received no news since Mara Suryan had promised me she would try to contact my companions on the Lady of Osona and prepare a daring escape. I feared she had not been successful. Or, perhaps, she had decided that my death was an acceptable loss for the sake of the lives of her young charges. I would not fault her for that.
Ajan led me through the bowels of Salmacha. Behind me walked two other guards, mailed and armed as he was, to prevent my escape. They were unnecessary—the way back led only to my cell. The only way to go was forward.
Silence fell upon the corridor. The digging had stopped. Beneath my feet, the earth tensed and trembled; not quite a quake, but the warning of one. Whatever slept under the island was close to waking. If it did, all hope was lost.
Continue reading “Journey to the Water Chapter XVII: The Hollow Chamber”It sounds horrific, now that he says it aloud. He feels ghostly hands around his neck again.
The Book of the New Moon Door
Can Berend solve JUST ONE of his many problems? Head on over to Patreon to find out!
Sting, “Fragile”
Happy Monday! Welcome back.
I didn’t end up streaming on Twitch last week. The heat has been making me sick, and all my in-laws came up to help in the garden (thanks guys!), so I was a little burnt out. I do want to get back in the habit of doing it, so I plan to do another stream on Friday. Right now, the plan is to play the indie game Heaven’s Vault and chat about constructed languages.
In addition to that, you can expect a new chapter of The Book of the New Moon Door on Patreon tomorrow, and the latest chapter of Journey to the Water here on the blog on Wednesday. I’m also working on Episode 5 of The Well Below the Valley, in which our intrepid investigators finally travel to Oxford to find out what exactly happened on the late Professor Ragnarsson’s ill-fated field expedition.
If you’re enjoying what you’re reading here, please tell your friends about me! It’s the best way to support me, and it doesn’t involve spending any money. You can also leave a review for Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea wherever you purchased it (and I’m working on getting it added to Goodreads as well).
I appreciate every single one of you! Yes, you! Have an excellent week.
Temple
“I’m afraid I have to leave tomorrow,” Berend says.
Lady Breckenridge’s brows go up in a dubious expression. She holds up Berend’s old bandage, stained pink with less blood than he expected. “I don’t think you’re in any shape to go anywhere.”
He groans, a little louder than might strictly be justified, and props himself up on an elbow. The luxurious feather mattress adjusts to his new position. He’s going to miss it. He’ll miss Lady Breckenridge more. “I know, but I’ll live. I can’t let the Belisias find me here.”
“Belisias?” She scowls. “They wouldn’t dare.”
The fresh bandages wrapped around Berend’s chest are clean and neat, indistinguishable from the job the nurses did at the hospital. He’s never asked if Lady Breckenridge ever did a stint at a temple of Isra. “They’ll dare quite a bit, as it turns out,” he says. “The younger son murdered a serving girl, and his father doesn’t want it to get out.”
“I always thought there was something wrong with that boy.” She gets up and washes her hands in the floral-patterned ceramic basin, folding the dirty bandages into a towel.
Continue reading “The Book of the New Moon Door: Part Two, Chapter Nine”His sunken eyes fixed me with a gaze of pure, unholy hunger. If ever they had possessed the power to recognize his family, that was long gone. He saw only the life-force that would let him live another hour, another day.
Chapter XVII: The Hollow Chamber
Eske is in a fight for his life and the lives of all who live on the isle of Salmacha in the latest chapter of Journey to the Water, now available on Patreon! If you need to catch up, you can read all the previous chapters here completely free. If you’re already caught up, consider subscribing to Patreon!
Nina Simone, “Blackbird”
Good morning.
The new kitten, Shepard, is settling in very well! She’s out of her confinement room full-time now, with only a little scrambling around at night, and Solaire plays with her pretty regularly. He’s not ready to snuggle with her, though, and will bite her toes if she tries.
This week, I’ll have a new chapter of Journey to the Water up on Patreon tomorrow, and the latest chapter of The Book of the New Moon Door will be up here on the blog on Wednesday. I’ll also be on Twitch on Friday evening to play a game and chat about writing!
As always, I appreciate you. If you like what you read here, could you tell your friends about me? Word-of-mouth really helps me find more readers! And if you’ve read Beyond the Frost-Cold Sea, you can leave a review wherever you purchased it.
Have an excellent week!
Tonight I’ll be streaming Totally Accurate Battle Simulator and talking about writing and reading fight scenes! They’re a particular challenge for me, so it should be an interesting conversation.
You can find me on the Tea and Sidequests channel tonight at 6pm (US Central time). I’ll be playing until around 8.
The young man’s question lingered in the still air of the dungeon like a memory, or the smell of blood. I wanted to shout that I was nothing like King Sondassan, that my quest was selfless and righteous and far from an old king’s desire to live forever, but I held my tongue. The less the king and his high priest knew about me, the better.
What I said was, “I would never sacrifice the lives of others. I risk only my own.”
Continue reading “Journey to the Water Chapter XVI: Betwixt Iron and Stone”
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