Specifically books from Indubitably Press!
One in 3 orders will get a little somethin’ somethin’ extra.**
Both The NecroNomNomNomicon and Names of Power series are fun romps of adventure, and make an excellent addition to your bookshelves!
** The extra swag and autographs are only valid on orders direct from myself or Travis.
On a Role Roll.
My Brother Travis, author of the awesome Names of Power series is working on book three of that series, and it’s pretty snappy, if a bit rough. It’s a hoot seeing him write some of my characters into his series. (both of our series share the same world)
Meanwhile in the lab, I’m also working on my book three. The kid gloves are finally off, and things are gonna get dark. Lovin’ it.
So, in book three, there’s an absurd amout of violence. The protagonists are forced to kill or be killed, and I’m not happy about it.
I’m writing in a much darker style, which I suppose is necissary, since in this part of the series, things get more Lovecraftian. My main trouble is that the protags are beginning to suffer PTSD. They are (mostly) normal kids, so yeah, having to fight for your life is kind of a life-altering event.
I need to get them past the PTSD, or at least far enough from it so they can still relate to reality (which is kind of off at the moment, really) the obvious cure is a particular weiner dog that Boy knows.
However, this is something I can work with, for Althea. She is a broken girl, with a bad case of demonic taint.
I’m considering making that a much more involved part of the plot, since there’s a cure coming. The demonic energy doesn’t want to be cleansed, and might make her take flight to preserve itself.
I’m well again, and this is day two of fasting. It’s going well. I made a big pot of veg soup for when lunch time rolls around.
I hope nothing gets in the way this time!
So, the day after Halloween, I was working my cashier job, and as usual, after a holiday, you ask did you have a good <INSERT HOLIDAY NAME HERE>?
I had this one old biddy, reply “I hate it and everything about it.”
Curious, I ask, “Did something happen?” because tragedy takes away holidays. My neice killed herself on st. paddy’s day, so that holiday is kind of dead to me. I get it. Really.
But she replies “I hate it because it’s the devils birthday” The utter conviction and faith in her voice was
Sometimes things happen that lower my expectations of humanity.
This was one of them.
A Recipe for War is back on the desk!
I got a new chapter in tonight. Hopefully I’ll get some more done tomorrow.