“Tastes Like Sweetbreads” reveals something awful about me: I can be amazingly puerile and immature at times. As for the story itself: hey, just because you’re Undead you don’t have to be evil. “Jackass” works just as well…
Category: Patreon
Hey, I have a Patreon!
You should totally check it out. I put short stories and gaming fiction on it. There’s a couple of free pieces at the site; peruse them. Succumb to your dark urges and give me a dollar a month…
Moe Lane
PS: Yeah, I know my existing readers already know, but will the person who happened to come across the site using Google? …Nope!
Patreon campaign setting: Columbia: City of Secrets.
Below are the Patreon files that I did for Columbia: City of Secrets. Columbia, Maryland is a fascinating place. It’s an artificially constructed city that doesn’t feel like a city, lots of people live there but there’s no real overarching vibe coming from the place, and you can absolutely stick an occult conspiracy or secret cult somewhere inside city limits and nobody would ever know. It’s perfect for a certain type of RPG campaign, in other words.
Patreon microfiction: ‘Canaries.’
‘Canaries‘ illustrates something that I’ve long thought: to wit, that folklore ascribes natural magical talent to a whole range of creatures who are, frankly, as dumb as posts. Have any of these people ever have cats? Show a cat a magical hovering flame and it’ll chase it right into the wall.
My collected Patreon files for War of the Mountain King.
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!
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!