Alas, no creative stuff tonight: I have been prescribed a muscle relaxant, and even the anti-inflammatory is making me drowsy. Luckily, I have an entire Patreon campaign reward for you folks to look at! War of the Mountain King: alternate Earth, Conanesque fantasy world meets Roosevelt-era America, neither enjoyed the experience very well. Tell your friends! Sign up, yourself! It’s fun!
Category: Patreon
Patreon microfiction: “Listening for the Drum.”
The Drake legend fascinates me, basically. “Listening for the Drum” is merely the latest iteration of that. Heck, there’s an entire campaign setting in there.
The semi-regular obligatory reminder that I have a Patreon (https://www.patreon.com/MoeLane).
Found here: one buck a month will get you early access to stuff, and I’m seriously considering putting up Patron-only material in the near future. Tell your friends! :dryly: No, really. We just got the bill here for the replacement washer/dryer. Good Lord, you’d think that these things were made of platinum or something.
Moe Lane
PS: We are neither starving nor in danger of doing so. But I went from five figures last year to the Patreon being the only thing keeping me from dropping down to three. I say this not to preen, but as an explanation for why I’m rattling the jar more. So… tell your friends!
My Patreon flash fiction “Read The Sign.”
Although, to be honest? The situation in “Read the sign” is too unstable. It’d eventually blow up in people’s faces. Or rain fish. Or blow fish up in people’s faces. One of those.
My Patreon Flash Fiction: “Terror, Hot.”
“Terror, Hot” has perhaps too many external references for a 100 word fiction exercise. Although I will go to the wall to express my admiration for Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid, which is a movie that I love – and can never watch again. I don’t want the reality of it to sully my nostalgia for it.
Patreon Flash Fiction: “Fried Potato Stuffing With Cow Shell.”
Seriously, a dragon would totally eat “Fried Potato Stuffing With Cow Shell.” Shoot, wouldn’t you? Who among us would object to a nice, flame-kissed steak that had a crispy potato filling? …Well, except for the people who can’t/won’t eat steak, of course. That’s a fair point. Hrm.
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Hey! Patreon!
My vaguely regular reminder that I have a Patreon account.
By all means, check it out. Tell your friends! Heck, tell your rivals! Their money spends just as well, really.
So, may Patreon short story and latest RPG installment are both up.
My Patreon Flash Fiction: ‘Exorcism Licks.’
“Exorcism Licks” attempts to answer the question Is Jesus metal? Turns out, He is. Or at least He doesn’t turn it down when it get played on the radio. Which is cool. People like what people like.
Speaking of what people can like, here’s my Patreon:
Attention Patrons: my latest Flash Fiction “‘Ware Thorns” is up on Patreon.
If you are a Patron, you can see it here. If you are not a Patron, you can always click the button below.