Michelle Franklin's Blog, page 26

April 30, 2015

Celebrate #AuthorsforIndies #IndependentBookstoreDay on May 2nd!

I have a shameless love for small independent bookstores, such much so that every book signing we've had has taken place in one, but this Saturday, we'll be celebrating Independent Bookstore Day with Babar Books. Join us from 1pm-5pm at their downtown Montreal location, for news about the upcoming Damson's Distress, The Slave Galley, Tales from Frewyn Vol. 3. There will be giveaways, and, of course, there will be chocolate. And maybe cake.
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Published on April 30, 2015 17:46

April 27, 2015

Story for the Day: Tales of Intrigues - The Captain


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Published on April 27, 2015 23:23

April 21, 2015

Story for the Day: The Karnwyl Pipes -- Part 1

The Continents have their share of strident instruments. Livanon has the high bombard, Gallei has the whirring wheelfiddle, and while Frewyn has many different types of bagpipes, there is no set more offensive than the Karnwyl species. The standing joke in Frewyn is that these pipes were invented to keep out invaders, their noise being so grating and detestable they deafen anyone listening. Whether this is true is a matter under constant discussion:


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Published on April 21, 2015 21:59

April 16, 2015

Story for the Day: The Westren Breacan

The breacan is the traditional dress of Westren. Worn when Westren was a nation of warring clans, the breacan was a symbol of clan pride, and while it's still worn on holidays and at festivals, it has become the unwritten tradition for those belonging to the Westren regiment of the armed forces to wear them for ceremonies and general duty. For those in the Brigade, however, wearing their breacan was a matter of honour whereas wearing armour was a matter of choice.


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Published on April 16, 2015 17:03

April 10, 2015

Story for the Day: The Blue Shirt -- part 3

An extra long story to make up for the few days' absence, but it was with good reason: the edits for Damson's Distress have begun! If you should like to support the book and its prequel novella, visit our Patreon page here .


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Published on April 10, 2015 02:21

March 31, 2015

Story for the Day: The Blue Shirt -- Part 2

It is rare that the king would ever wear anything to cause distress to himself or his subjects, but when his queen chooses his outfit, he can be very sure that everyone is begin to notice:

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Published on March 31, 2015 18:14

March 28, 2015

#NationalCleavageDay: Give to Breast Cancer Research

While Commander Boudicca MacDaede's deep vale is often under scrutiny in the barracks, and often averts eyes and spawns embarrassed discussions, they are exceedingly pleasant to look at, whether you be a bystander or her mate. Born of two delightful mounds, her chest is a grand study in sarcology. Frewyn woman are known for their magnificent endowments, but that doesn't make them immune to the diseases that can claim them, which is why, on this National Cleavage Day, we are making a donation...
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Published on March 28, 2015 02:20

March 24, 2015

Story for the Day: The Blue Shirt

There is nothing that distresses a king more than clashing.


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Published on March 24, 2015 23:35

March 18, 2015

Story for the Day: Staying in Bed

Suffering from a hideous head cold and still not over Sir Terry's passing, I can understand Alasdair's desire to never leave is bed if he can help it. Unfortunately, he cannot help it.


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Published on March 18, 2015 21:59

March 12, 2015

The Haanta Series venerates Sir Terry Pratchett #RIP

Another star burns bright and streaks into the murk of the unknown.

Sixty-six for such a man of such literary distinction is far too short of a stint on our little swirling blob, drifting aimlessly in the gravitational sludge of the universe. And yet, in all that aimless swirling, there are microcosms that Sir Terry discovered, from people living in carpets to alchemists failing miserably and succeeding accidentally, from thieves and assassins to hogfathers and even Death. His excavations of t...
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Published on March 12, 2015 15:45