Patreon Microfiction: Death Is Cheap.

…Look, it’s not like he’s sacrificing people, right? Death is a part of life, so it’s a part of magic, and there’s gonna be market forces at play encouraging the cost of resurrections to go down. You don’t make your pile raising one person for a thousand gold: you make it by raising fifty people for a hundred each. There’s simply more of them who can afford that fee, as long as you make sure that Death is Cheap…

Book of the Week (re-upped): The Seventh Veil of Salome.

I’m reading Silvia Moreno-Garcia’s The Seventh Veil of Salome right now. It has the regrettable lack of any kind of supernatural elements thus far, but I guess that sometimes an author just wants to try an experiment. And, to be fair: there’s nothing inherently wrong with quote-unquote ‘mainstream literature.’ It just doesn’t usually attract the very best writers, that’s all.

…Oh, yes, I’m salty today. Dust inhalation after doing shelf construction this afternoon, coupled with an over-long nap. I’ll be fine.

#commissionearned

I need to make a TV Tropes page for me.

Well, ‘need’ is an interesting word to use, there. More like ‘think it’s a good idea.’ Somebody pointed out to me that it’s a place people go, but the learning curve feels fierce. I’ve been mucking about with the page for SM Stirling’s new book, on the grounds that it’s good practice.

And that’s what I’ve been doing tonight! Sorry, but getting the Kickstarter books out was a great relief to me.

09/11/2024 Snippet, THE LAST DAYS OF UNHOLY TOLEDO.

There’s gonna need to be a fight scene soon. Two-thirds of the party rather badly wants to Smite some Evil right now. They’re only not chastising the wicked as they go because the wicked are outnumbering them thousands to one, and some very irate people are going to be coming over the wall anyway. It’s gonna be bad in the city, when it falls – and that’ll be despite the best efforts of the army about to overrun it.

The three of them moved as quickly as they dared through the blossoming outrages and atrocities playing out in the courtyard. Nate and Maddox’s hands were white-knuckled on their weapons by the time they reached the vile temple’s alcove; the Monsignor looked almost bored, not even bothering to leer or chortle. “Prepare yourselves, stout warriors,” he told the two men. “This is where steel may be of some use.”

“How bad will it be?” asked Maddox, flexing his fingers out of the stiffness his ire had imposed on them. “And how many will there be.”

“I have absolutely no idea,” the Monsignor told them with a grin that almost seemed sincere. “There may be fighting, within, unless they’ve all done us the favor of a mass suicide pact already. As for numbers?” He shrugged. “Fewer than the ones who entered the Fane. When rats cannot abandon a sinking ship, they naturally will turn on each other. Men are much the same, only more inventive about it.”

Boxes came in! I can start processing Kickstarter orders tomorrow.

And thank goodness for that. I hope to have all the books signed and ready for shipping by the end of the week, and then it’s just a matter of getting the sampler in shape. Then the TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Vol 2: LIGHTS IN THE DARKNESS Kickstarter is done. Huzzah!

#commissionearned