Releasing my book trailer for the final installment of the Wyrd West Chronicles for the first year! This turned out to be a long one: unedited, it’s 45,000 words! Wyrd West publication will resume in 2019. This year, I’ll still be producing the print collection, and I’ll still be putting out the audiobook (or perhaps books; we’ll have to see what works best.) In the meantime, The Widow’s Gambit is available for pre-order NOW at this link, and it will be release February 2 (Imbolc)!
Happy New Year everyone! I figured this was a good time to lay out my writing plans for the year for the benefit of friends & fans. To start with, some bad news: I have decided that for 2018, I will not be producing new installments in the Wyrd West Chronicles. My reasons for this […]Read more "My Writing Plans for 2018"
Just a gentle reminder that the next installment in the Wyrd West Chronicles, The Reaping, is coming out tomorrow. You might be interested to know this one is not a novelette, but a full-length novella! Today is your last chance to pre-order and your last chance to take advantage of my Wyrd West sale! You […]Read more "New Release in the Wyrd West Chronicles!"
Originally posted on s a gibson:
I confess, I occasionally fantasize about writing a book which completely panders to an audience just for fame and money. However, will the Faustian bargain result in having to discard my personal pleasure in storytelling, can I have it both ways. We all know of big best selling books…
By Cat Rambo Cat Rambo is the current President of the SFWA. Just so you know, indie works are eligible for Nebula awards! Just sayin’. She encouraged me to throw my hat in the ring, and was kind enough to list me on her post. If you want to throw your hat into the ring, […]Read more "2017 Award-Eligible Work Blog Posts & Roundups for F&SF"
Originally posted on Working Title Blogspot:
He woke with a start. Glancing all around him, getting his bearings, he realized it was still dark, and most of his travelling companions still slept. Piper, with her mouth agape, was snoring and drooling, as usual. Above him, the sky was a canopy of brilliant starstuff. The Milky…