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November 11, 2020
The BREACH Trailer.
The quote is “it looks to be a mix of The Thing, Alien and Doom. With Bruce Willis.” …All right. I’m listening.
Out, for given values of ‘out,’ next month.
Goodreads Choice Awards 2020 Semifinals!
Alas, FROZEN DREAMS did not advance. Fortunately, I can absolutely and enthusiastically recommend Naomi Novik’s book A DEADLY EDUCATION, which is probably the best fantasy book not written by me that I will read this year. Vote here to help it advance in the Goodreads Choice Awards rankings!
Today is Veteran’s Day.
My thanks to everyone who fought, suffered, and died so that I could grow up in a place of peace and security.
November 10, 2020
11/10/2020 Update, TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Kickstarter.
Well, eight days left on the TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Kickstarter! Good news is, the last week or so is traditionally when people do last-minute backing. We should see some movement then. And if we don’t, well, not the end of the world. I wouldn’t mind a few more backers to justify using Backerkit, but we’ll see where we are in a week.
Just ordered THE SACRED TEXTS OF THE BABYLON BEE.
Basically, The Babylon Bee is like a site that has political and Christian humor, only it’s funny. I picked up the basic version of THE SACRED TEXTS OF THE BABYLON BEE, but you can a fancy-smancy version for more, too. Click the link below to order.
When it's over—and if your eyes still work—go here to place an order: https://t.co/GMvHhZ6yE2
— The Babylon Bee (@TheBabylonBee) November 11, 2020
Day 10, TINSEL RAIN NaNoWriMo: 23387/60000.
Had to redo the outline. It makes everything easier, dammit.
Patreon!Everybody knows the Hombre. He’s been around so long some people think he’s a golem or something, but that’s not true. I’ve seen him eat. And drink. Man, have I seen him drink. Then again, I’ve known him for years and he don’t change much, so maybe he’s a spirit, slumming around with a body whenever he feels like it. Or maybe he’s just the Hombre. Either way, he knows stuff other people doesn’t, sometimes. Often enough it’s worth looking him up.
The Hombre was in the third spot I visited, which is about what I expected; he gets around a bit. He was just finishing up lunch when found him, and he made that half-cynical, half-pleased face he saves for when I’m coming around. “Hola, Tom! You’re gonna need to butter me up a little first.”
“You wound me, Hombre,” I said as I grabbed a seat and waved for the waitress. “I penciled in a full hour for cadging information out of you. Because I’m nice like that.”
“Ain’t you a humanitarian. And did I say you could sit?”
“Nope!” I said, happily. “You also didn’t say you wanted a boilermaker and for me to run a tab, either.”
“Dammit,” the Hombre said mildly. “You got me on that one.”
Happy Birthday, USMC!
I get that it’s not actually like that, but it’s a great scene anyway.
