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August 16, 2020
Patreon Microfiction: ‘Still Here.’
…Geez, but ‘Still Here’ is weird. It’s sort of like the shell of despair, without the actual despair. I guess our heads just have too much trouble getting a handle of the concept of eternity.
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August 15, 2020
‘Greensleeves.’
Greensleeves, Baltimore Consort
08/15/2020 Snippet, MORGAN BAROD AND THE ELDRITCH TOME.
Coordination!
Patreon!It took the carpet shoggoth a remarkably long time to adjust to Morgan’s charge; he still wasn’t sure what spontaneous spells were running this thing, but it looked like there wasn’t any kind of automatic response to prey that wasn’t trying to run away. He was even starting to dare hope that he could get all the way to the carpet shoggoth without being attacked when the carpet shoggoth, in fact, attacked.
“Whatever you’re going to throw, get it ready!” shouted Morgan as three tendrils grabbed him and lifted him up while a fourth and fifth clumsily plucked his shield out of his right hand. The tendrils then moved to swing Morgan hard against a wall, to stun him, before lowering him inexorably into the monster’s opening maw…
Or rather, it would have, except that Morgan Barod was left-handed, and thus had a perfectly good sword to hack away three tendrils swinging him around. Not that falling to the ground afterward didn’t hurt like a bastard, of course. But it was the kind of hurt that he could ignore while ripping this thing a new orifice.
“Move your… Move your… Move your thing!” came a yell behind him as Morgan danced for a good position. It came from Kiddo, surprisingly.
“Move where?” Morgan yelled back. “Left, right, jump, duck?”
“MOVE!” Kiddo almost shrieked it. Crap, thought Morgan. She sounds serious. He did a side roll that was almost smooth and only a little over-enthusiastic, and risked a quick look back.
Book of the Week: Explorer of the Endless Sea.
Time to get on the Jack Campbell merry-go-round again. I dunno how I missed Explorer of the Endless Sea (second in the Empress of the Endless Sea series) when it first hit Kindle, but I did. Rectifying that error now.
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Doing a playtest tonight.
That’s likely to suck up all of my free time between now and possibly all of tonight; you know how this stuff goes. It’s a pretty straightforward adventure, although they might be surprised at how little combat there’s going to be. Unless they read this. Oh, heck, I should just tell them that it’s not going to be very combat-heavy anyway. This is a playtest, not the start of a five-year campaign.
August 14, 2020
The Stand Still. Stay Silent. Book 3 Kickstarter.
This would be the print version of the Stand Still Stay Silent post-apocalyptic magical webcomic, which is brilliant and absolutely worth your time to read.
…Hrm. I wonder if Minna does book covers?
Yeah, I got nothing.
Watched The Mask tonight instead of writing stuff. It was a heck of a lot better than I thought it’d be, but that didn’t help me with deadlines, did it? Talk among yourselves, I guess.
08/14/2020 Snippet, TIPPED ON A STIFF.
Cabs!
Patreon!“That tears it, Sofie,” I said. “Somebody’s got a tracker on you.” I turned to look at the cab behind us, and winced. Speaking of tearing: damn stitches were acting up again. They might even be getting worse.
“Improbable: I checked twice,” replied Sofie.
“Improbable?” asked Smith.
“I’m not perfect. But I’m checking again… no.”
“What about that gizmo?”
“That’s the first thing I checked, Shamus. I cleaned it out before redoing it. They’re not tracing us through it.”
“Tell you what,” said Smith. “I’ll just go ask. Excuse me, friend?” he said to the cabbie. I knew him, a bit: Memo was reliable, didn’t gouge you on the fare, and kept his damned mouth shut about what he heard.
Only problem was, Memo spooked easily. He already looked a little nervous as he looked back at us. “Yes, señor?” he said, apprehensively. He might not talk about what went on in the back of his carriage but Memo could hear it just fine, and cabbies hate it when a Shamus shows up while on a Case. Things can get exciting.
