Imagine, if you will, mankind’s expansion into space. Humans gradually fill up the galaxy, settling thousands upon thousands of worlds. People build, terraform, create, and trade among the stars. Old political systems take on new forms, theoretically new forms are experimented with. Conflicts arise. Coalitions, alliances, syndicates, and empires appear, mingle, coalesce, mutate. Wars blaze… Continue reading Twilight Galaxy: Dekason
Category: Writing
En Garde! “Cesar the Bravo” is En Route.
It has been about fifteen years in the making. As I recall, it was in 2010 that I began writing the first Cesar the Bravo story, longhand, in a notebook on a flight to Hawaii, finishing it up pool side. A rough life, I know. That story ended up in an anthology in 2011. The… Continue reading En Garde! “Cesar the Bravo” is En Route.
January Update
To anyone looking it might not appear that I’m doing any writing. But I am. The staring at the walls or spending entirely too long in the shower phase is often an essential component of the writing process. I’m not going to discuss what I have in mind; it is too early. If I crack… Continue reading January Update
A Cimmerian Christmas
Conan wished he was in Argos, or perhaps even Kush. Anywhere warm. Cimmeria was no place to spend the winter. Cold, gray, bleak. And direly lacking in plentiful meat and drink. So he found himself pushing through a howling blizzard, scarce able to see five feet before him, and that only thanks to a strange… Continue reading A Cimmerian Christmas
Cirsova Winter 2024 Issue
Just in time for Christmas I bring you an unalloyed self-promotional post. God bless us everyone! And especially me. The winter edition of Cirsova magazine is out. And — this is the important part, so pay attention — it contains a story by me. It’s The Red Hat, one of my Cesar the Bravo sword-and-sorcery… Continue reading Cirsova Winter 2024 Issue
A Galveston Thanksgiving
Once again the day of thankfulness and overeating arrived. I spent this one with MBW and the HA in Galveston. We rented a room in a mansion in the historic district. Wednesday featured a visit to a used bookstore (from which I was at length pried away by MBW) and a distillery. Thursday consisted of… Continue reading A Galveston Thanksgiving
Swords & Sorceries: Tales of Heroic Fantasy Volume 9
I cut my writing teeth on short stories before turning my attention to novels. I still like to work with the shorter form on occasion. In fact my entire published output this year will, it seems, be a couple of short stories. (I’ve been laboring steadily this year on a three-book series, attempting to get… Continue reading Swords & Sorceries: Tales of Heroic Fantasy Volume 9
Old Stomping Grounds, Part 1.
I’m spending a couple of weeks in the area I lived most of my many, many years. MBW and the HA preceded me by almost a week. (It was to have been a full week, but that unwelcome visit from Beryl set back the departure a day.) I will be dropping them off at the… Continue reading Old Stomping Grounds, Part 1.
Kane’s Christmas.
With apologies to Karl Edward Wagner. The bitter wind snarling and screaming across the slate tiles of the little cottage fit Kane’s bleak mood. Endless shrieking; eternal, pointless motion rushing nowhere. It never ended. He never ended. And here he had arrived at yet another frigid winter, suffering an ennui that might drive him outdoors… Continue reading Kane’s Christmas.