I’ve had a great time working with Trese Brothers Games thus far, and sat down with them (so to speak – I was sitting down) for a brief interview. You can find the link to that here, complete with links to our 2 eBooks. The full transcript of the interview is also included below. Enjoy! Continue reading
Won’t be long now!
Trese Brothers Games is releasing my new eBook Subjective Vengeance as early as tomorrow! I’ll be posting as soon as it’s up, but for now here is the product description that will accompany the eBook on iBooks, Google Play, and Amazon. If everything goes according to plan (and we know how often that happens) then it’ll be up bright and early on Saturday.
Stay tuned for more!
I’m proud to announce that the second eBook in my series for Trese Brothers Games will be out soon (meaning March) and available across Amazon, Google Books, and iBooks!
The book is titled Subjective Vengeance, and takes place in the rich Star Traders universe. Check out the game, it’s a blast. There’s also a free version, but if you take as many Google surveys as I do, you probably have a few bucks knocking around in your account. Well worth it.
Keep your eyes open for the release, with updates available here over the next couple of weeks. I’ll post the official synopsis once Trese Brothers has it up on their site!
What’s this? Another post, so soon?
One thing that I’m going for now is a bit more consistency in my posts. It might not be the same length of a post I might do for Huffington Post or a flash fiction contest. With all of my current projects and responsibilities, I don’t really have enough time left over for that. But if you’re interested in little injections of what’s floating around my head every fortnight or so, I think I can maintain that at a modest level of quality.
This is flash fiction, written for a challenge a couple of months ago. The prompt was ‘Jealousy.’ Stuff like this could be more frequent additions to this blog, feel free to leave challenges or prompts in the comments and I’ll see what I can whip up for another update!
I’ll take one more opportunity to let you know about my eBook release of No Legacy Between The Stars with Trese Brothers Games. Check out the interview on their blog along with links to the various markets where the story is for sale.
Read on for the story!
part two here.
Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Jaima shifted slightly against her chair, feeling the whisper of fur across her neck. The heavy pelt she had draped over her shoulders warded off both the evening’s chill and the worst of Macabe’s melodramatic performance. Looking around, she could see that most of the people sharing her fire were considerably more entranced with the old man’s well-paced storytelling. She had to admit, he knew how to hold a captive audience; she also had to admit that she was more than a little interested, too.
part one here.
Jaima pushed the water cart from one small cluster of people to another, slowly making her way across the smooth concrete plane of the rooftop. The sun had already set, the grey stone screening the dancing shadows of the villagers amidst the orange glow of their fires. Night was coming earlier and earlier as winter approached, but the cheerful blazes pushed back the gloom of the cold season. She filled tin cups and glass bottles alike from a carafe, a peaceful smile on her face. The thankful nods of her elders warmed her heart even as the small flames they gathered around warmed their old bones. Her village was lucky; in some places, people didn’t live nearly as long as they usually did in Old Town.
The Wild Hunt
by Brett Caron
Three knocks at the door announced that the hunters had returned. Jaima’s heart began to beat faster. They had been gone too long; the sun had almost set. She had to make sure. Her back to the dingy apartment, she could hear the rest of her group in the other room. Green walls had turned a grey brown in the late afternoon light and faint moisture stains traced pathways down from the ceiling, black veins descending from dark wood. The bare hardwood floors hardly spoke under her passage as she silently padded across the room on soft soles and put her ear to the cold metal surface.