I’ve been hard at work on the sequel to Deadly Troubadours. The current working title is Sand, Sea and Stone. I want to share a little bit of that with you, even though it is way early. But here is the thing, because it is a sequel it does count as somewhat of a spoiler. … More Sand, Sea and Stone Excerpt: Chapter One
Yesterday, I wrote a little about my writing process. I know, it is the most informative writing post ever. That is how I am approaching the sequel I am hard at work on. And it is working for me. But I realized I left something out that serves as a motivator. Making a goal. Or … More Having a Goal
This week has been a welcome back to novel writing for me. I’m in a pretty good headspace for it right now. Deadly Troubadours is being sorted and shipped, which is a great relief, even if it is me doing the sorting and shipping (with assists from the Mrs.) Now I can really sink my … More How I Write
I’ve been in an ongoing process of getting my book, Deadly Troubadours, printed. Recently I shared how the cover was finalized and then how the cover was misprinted. To compare this to Star Wars, because all things relate to Star Wars, the last post was my Empire Strikes Back. A down ending. Unsure of how … More Cover Saga, Part 3
The giant’s strides moved him quickly along the path. He held his young close to his chest as he walked. The falling snow was light enough that the father needed no special gear, but he was glad for the bear hide that kept his son warm. Together they traipsed the long miles away. As they … More The Walk
Hot diggity! After several rounds of edits and transformations and print samples, the cover for Deadly Troubadours is finalized! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I really love how this cover looks. There is such a since of fun and magic to this cover. I think that spirit is also in the … More Covered!
It was a marching tune, and so the man marched. His feet kept perfect time. His arms swayed tightly to the rhythm. Sweat was beginning to break out on his brow but kept up the proper pace. After all it was a marching tune. He wanted to stop but knew he couldn’t. Not until the … More March
From atop her perch of a blackened out lamppost she watches. The moonlight reflects off her hair and glints off her drawn blade. It is the only light in the pool of darkness she inhabits between the illuminations of the lampposts. The soft wind brings messages of her intended. The smell of cheap pipe smoke … More She Strikes
This is the full cover of the paperback copy. Most likely it is the final version. I think it looks awesome. The pencil art was done by my wife, who illustrates under the pen name Rika Touma.
All I seem to talk about lately is my Indiegogo campaign. With good reason. I want to hit the goal and everything I read states that if you want to hit that goal, you need to talk about it. And so I am. A lot. Not only here, but I am sending out emails over … More 25%
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