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March 18, 2013
Chapter 14 Part 4 | Son in Sorrow | IHGK Book 2
Late Fall's Ending, 62 KY
Gwyrfal, Kellen
Six spokes after her wedding, Princess Gwynna was still kept to her rooms; armed guards stood beside her door, and she could trust none of her attendants. Her husband visited her every few days, but she saw no one else.
During his latest visit, Ulvyn once again denied her request to leave her rooms. "I am five spokes with child," she said in disgust. "How am I supposed to manage an escape? Who would help me?"
"You are impetuous, my dear," said her husband. "I would not wish anything to happen to the baby."
"I don't care what happens to it!"
"And that's why you cannot leave your rooms," he chuckled.
March 15, 2013
Chapter 14 Part 3 | Son in Sorrow | IHGK Book 2
Inside the catacombs, Tennoc stared at the two bricked-in niches. In the lefthand one, his father King Andrin the First moldered; to the right, the heads of his mother and his best friend lay, sewn into clean linen and left to rot away to bone, with Tennoc's heart beside them.
Lassanna died Queen of Kellen; Whitehorse would also lay claim to her remains, but Tennoc would keep Mama here, in the Tremontine royal chapel beside Andrin's bones--and some day, his own. Kenver's spirit would not fully rest until he lay in Gwyrfal's Hill with his ancestors; somehow Tennoc would return his stepbrother's skull to Kellish soil.
Thoughts of Gwyrfal brought thoughts of his Gwynna. She must be alone and friendless now, for Dunnoc had clearly lost his mind. Even so, madness wouldn't stop Tennoc from caving his stepfather's head in.
March 13, 2013
The Drifting Isle Chronicles: Steampunk Fantasy in a Shared Universe
THE MACHINE GOD
A Novel in The Drifting Isle Chronicles
First page here
Latest page here
Official Ebook Release April 5th, 2013
Official Paperback Release May 1st, 2013
Professor Oladel Adewole has lost tenure, and the beloved, much-younger sister he's raised has died. With no reason to stay, he leaves his homeland for the University of Eisenstadt.
One thing makes life in Adewole's new home bearable for him: the island floating a mile above the city. Adewole is an expert in the myths told all over the world about the island, but no one's ever been there, nor knows how it got there.
When a brilliant engineer makes it to the island in her new invention, the government sends Adewole up with its first survey team. The expedition finds civilization, and Adewole finds a powerful, forbidden fusion of magic and metal: the Machine God.
The government wants it. So does a sociopath bent on ruling Eisenstadt. But when Adewole discovers who the mechanical creature is--and what it can do--he risks his heart and his life to protect the Machine God from the world, and the world from the Machine God.
March 12, 2013
The Drifting Isle Chronicles website is live
Go take a look! All four books are listed, though only three will be released this spring.
PS: I shipped the book off to the typographer today. Hope to get it back and up at the bookstores soon.
March 11, 2013
Chapter 14 Part 2 | Son in Sorrow | IHGK Book 2
A gentle throat-clearing came from the doorway to his bedchamber. "Not feeling sneaky today?" said Temmin, keeping his head on the pillow.
Teacher came into the room. "I am never 'sneaky.' I am circumspect."
"To be sure," said Temmin in a flat voice. A long silence fell. "Well?" he finally said.
"I am here to resume the story, if you wish it."
"I should burn that Pagg-damned book," growled Temmin.
"It will not burn, but you are welcome to try if you think that might alleviate your pain. You may not believe me, but I am here to help you."
Temmin put a forearm across his aching eyes. "Some help."
March 8, 2013
Chapter 14 Part 1 | Son in Sorrow | IHGK Book 2
The first day of Winter's Ending, 992 KY
To Temmin's surprise, Amma's Day comforted him. He watched the farmhands herd the Estate's cattle, sheep and goats between the two sacred bonfires and helped the stablehands do the same with the horses, leading his own Jebby through himself; Alvo worked beside him but said no more than "A blessed Amma's Day to you, Your Highness." Temmin wanted to shake him.
As Duke of Whithorse it was also Temmin's duty to walk with the Reggiston Temple's Senior Mother through the cleaned and shining stables, poultry yards, goat sheds and pig pens blessing the animals. Every barn cat that could be found, every sheep dog at its master's heels received the Mother's Blessing.
March 7, 2013
Why, it's me!
I am incredibly hard to photograph. I don't know why, I just do not take good pictures. I either look like I'm 75, or haven't slept in a month, or weigh 500 pounds, or all of the above. It's not good. But I need a headshot, have done for a few years now, and all my attempts at getting one have fallen through on time or money problems.
Today the need became urgent, and luckily for me, my friend Colleen needed to get away for a bit. So voila, new headshot!
Now you know what I look like. 
Serializing "The Machine God"
I've decided to stay true to my roots and serialize The Machine God and any subsequent books. This means potential conflict with about ten of my Kickstarter backers, who voted against it. I don't recognize any of their names, which is good in that I've attracted new readers, and sad in that I worry they'll feel swindled.
For those who voted against it, I'm going to give the option of leaving their pledges as they are, getting the cost of the ebook back, or a coupon here for a different ebook. From now on I'll be making it clear in any Kickstarter presales I do that the book will serialize. It's how I started, it serves as a book club, and it's who I am.
March 6, 2013
The Machine God is cleared for takeoff!
I'm preparing "The Machine God" for the typographer, after getting clearance from the rest of the Drifting Isle Chronicles team. Three of the books will be coming out more or less simultaneously and a fourth (Kat Parrish's "Starcaster") later this year. At least one more book from me in the series will be coming out, probably next year, and there are plans to open the universe for other writers as well.
Onward!
OMG, it's Anda!
Note: the following link is NOT SAFE FOR WORK. DO YOU HEAR ME? NOT SAFE FOR WORK!
Ahem.
So my friend Nobilis posted this today on Twitter and all I could think was, holy carp! It's Anda!
Boobs could be a little bigger, hair a lot longer, but otherwise, it's her! What do you think?
