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November 1, 2020
11/01/20 Update, TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Kickstarter.
New month, and we’re now almost at the next stretch goal! If I didn’t know better, I’d swear that the TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Kickstarter was taunting me. But I, of course, know better.
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Patreon! Perfect for that ongoing hit of content. Weekly! Monthly! Good stuff!FROZEN DREAMS! In paperback, Kindle, and audiobook! Use those Audible credits!ANAGNORISIS! Also in paperback and Kindle!TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION! Sign up for the Kickstarter here!
It’s a new month, and you deserve some happiness in your life. Let me help you. Because you’re worth it, you know. You really are.
Moe Lane
PS: New chapbook hopefully coming by the end of the year. KEEP WATCHING THE SKIES.
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Patreon Microfiction: Recycled.
Interesting thing about ‘Recycled’: I don’t know if the protagonist is good or bad. It works either way. What also works either way is that the protagonist is kind of pissed right now.
Patreon!And So It Begins. TINSEL RAIN NaNoWriMo Update, 11/01/20: 4872/60000.
I think that this part is going to be relevant later, although I’m not sure. The point, though: 2K words done for the day. That’s the target number. And it is hit.
Patreon!Some Cases are tough, some are dangerous — and a few are flat-out scary, with the fate of the city or kingdom at stake. This wasn’t any of those. Nah, the Case I was Clearing is my bread-and-butter; low-stakes, and full of spite.
Short version: we had Pedro, and we had Anne. Two shopkeepers, right next to each other, and neither was happy about it right now. Pedro was convinced that Anne had given him the whammy a few weeks ago, and that was why his potatoes had kept getting moldy. Only, the local cleaning lady couldn’t find anything magical going on, and Anne was claiming how Pedro was just trying to get her in trouble because Anne had caught Pedro stepping out on her with some sailor tramp from the barbie kingdoms up north. Which Pedro had hotly denied.
At this point, the cleaning lady tossed the problem up the chain, and somebody at the Syndicate decided to pull mine by calling me in. Because this is what I live for, really. Moldy potatoes and moldier love affairs.
October 31, 2020
Halloween, 2020.
Tossed this off earlier tonight. Thought I’d fix it up some.
Even if no mortal comes this night
To thump up stairs with chill delight
And knock on doors to claim their prize
With breathy laughs and ritual cries...
For even if no life-warm hands
Reach out to make happy demands,
We still will have sweet bounty here:
The Pact we keep, so do not fear.
Come, ye spooks and ghosts in flight,
Attend, you children of the night:
Do not weep, lonely. Take your due;
For at this House, we welcome you.
10/31/20 Update, TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION Kickstarter.
Busy today, outside of the Kickstarter. Which means there was no love for TALES FROM THE FERMI RESOLUTION, alas. On the other hand, the kids got to trick-or-treat and my wife got to do mechanical engineering in the front yard, so I’m scoring the day as a win. You gotta keep a firm eye on the fundamentals.
Book of the Week: Scary Stories To Tell In the Dark.
My older kid loves these. And it’s Halloween. That’s pretty much it, and that’s pretty much all it has to be.
Halloween is a go.
Two wide-apeture cardboard tubes, duct-taped together with pencils at the join. We passed out a half-dozen of the kits, too.
Halloween in the Time Of Plague. The tube is prepared, and the offerings SHALL be made.
— Ogiel (Moe Lane) (@Ogiel23) October 31, 2020
And ain't nobody the boss of me. pic.twitter.com/FcrrdQs2Sl
RIP, Sean Connery
Although ninety is a good age. Sean Connery had a lot of good roles, over the years, from serious to comic; it’s hard to pick one in particular where he shone as a performer or actor. My prayers and good wishes to his family and loved ones.
