Here Alex speaks with the goddess Hel: “I heard you were a brave one, but I wanted to see for myself. A parent does not always breed true, and the child can be quite different.” Oh, how I fucking hoped … Continue reading →
I won my 5th straight NaNoWriMo with this crazy romp of a story. In this six, Alex fights with his father (the devil): He hit me so hard I heard my ears ringing and I tasted blood in my mouth. … Continue reading →
When Fenrir came into sight I felt like I wanted to go find somewhere to hide. He was bigger than Skoll and he looked nastier. He looked like he was having a hell of a good time tearing shit up … Continue reading →
Not My Apocalypse doesn’t stick to one pantheon: “We did not give you Excalibur. Excalibur gave herself to you,” the Morrigan said. “I should have bought her dinner first,” I muttered to myself. Odin’s son still heard me and he … Continue reading →
Today I’m very likely still on the 28-hour write in tour my local NaNoWriMo group does. That or catching a few hours of sleep before heading back. Here’s another taste of my NaNo novel: I desperately held on to the … Continue reading →
November has arrived, and with it NaNoWriMo. I’m already several thousand words into my new novel Not My Apocalypse, so here’s your first taste: Ever since then I’ve thought about my own anger, and my stomach twists into a little … Continue reading →
In honor of Halloween, I thought I’d share something with gore and monsters. Victor’s growl rose in pitch until it was almost a yelp, but he didn’t lose his grip. With his other hand he reached back and punched through … Continue reading →
Erik’s tale is off with my beta readers. I wonder what they’ll think of this crazy little book that possessed me for months. Erik took a breath and drew the first wailing note. He played like he always did: like … Continue reading →
“You’ve seen my face, you know the things I’ve done. I’ve given you your freedom, and yet you come back to me.” He stopped pacing and knelt beside her. Shyly, Erik took her hand. “I thought I was damned, but … Continue reading →
She opened the door to the music room and the music stopped. Erik had his hands over his face, and he turned away when she walked in. She wanted to shudder at the memory of that face, and yet her … Continue reading →