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Success and the 900lb Gorilla

Space Carrier Avalon has been an EPIC success.

As of writing this post, with Avalon having been out for about twenty-eight days, it sits at roughly #600 on Kindle.  It peaked about #325, and hit the top ten for Space Opera and Military SF on every single English-speaking Amazon site. It is, without any real argument, a bestselling independent novel.

Before I say anything else, I have to say this: THANK YOU. It’s the reviews, purchases, borrows and word of mouth of people who enjoy my work that have brought me this far and allowed my mostly-abandoned dream of being an author and storyteller to come true.  I don’t, and even with Avalon won’t , make a living from this – but your support has helped me realize the dream of being an author making real money at this.

 

Which brings us to the 900 pound gorilla in the room. Space Carrier Avalon, unlike my previous works, was on Kindle Unlimited. Over a third of its ‘sales’ on Amazon were actually borrows – and without those borrows, Avalon would never have been as visible as it has been. Would never have been as successful as it has been.

Using conservative estimates (as I don’t have final exchange rates or per borrow payments for June yet), the Kindle Unlimited borrow payout on Space Carrier Avalon for June alone will be more than my total non-Amazon royalties to date on everything.

With the new pay-by-page-read payment schema for Kindle Unlimited – which favors full length novels like Space Carrier Avalon – July’s KU estimate to date (again on very conservative estimates) is over three times my total non-Amazon royalties to date.

The numbers don’t lie.

If I want to make writing my full-time job, I cannot justify not enrolling my work in KDP Select going forward.

While I do not intend to take my currently available non-exclusive novels into KDP Select, all novels going forward will be registered in KDP.  My current plan is that most will only be in for a single three month cycle and then go to a wider release.

 

I don’t make this decision lightly. I have an ideological and moral issue with the degree of monopoly that Amazon currently exerts over the market, and concerns with the risk of being dependent on a single income source (a number of short story and novella writers who were relying on KU’s old payout methodology are seeing that downside right now, sadly). Nonetheless, based on the numbers I have to date for my current four novels, I don’t see any other option that opens the paths I need.

 

I hope that some of the competitors get their act in gear and start challenging Amazon’s market share for independent publishing. Until that happens, however, Amazon is likely going to get at least three months of exclusivity for my work.

Because the 900 lb gorilla has some really nice bananas.

-Glynn Stewart

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Experiments & Enchantments

So I decided to try an experiment. I’ve joined with a number of other Kindle authors of varying levels of success to launch an anthology of ‘firsts.’ Each of us submitted the first piece of a serialized piece of fiction.

The anthology is Experiments & Enchantments, and it includes Starship’s Mage Episode One.

(While I presume most people reading this blog have read Episode One – it is free, after all! – this is still a good deal for getting the starting point to a whole pile of SF&F universes!)

 

Happy reading everybody!

 

-Glynn Stewart

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Hand of Mars Snippet 1

As I speak, Space Carrier Avalon is finishing its second week of sales, and is currently ranking in the top ten for Space Opera on Amazon around the world.

Since I am currently almost completely unable to digest this sufficiently to blog about it, here’s the first scene from Mage-King’s Hand (the sequel to Starship’s Mage)

Chapter 1

Mars was receding in the window as the starship got under way. Unlike most apparent ‘windows’ aboard the vessel, this one actually looked out onto space, an observatory tucked away on one corner of the immense white pyramid.

If Damien Montgomery stepped right up to the glass and turned his head just right, he could see the star-white plume of reaction mass blazing out from the battleship’s matter-antimatter engines. He couldn’t feel the acceleration as the magic woven into the runes under his feet provided an artificial gravity that countered the force of the ship’s thrust.

His gaze was focused on Mars. The massive peak of Olympus Mons, visible from low orbit, had just rotated over the horizon. Over the last three years, the mountain capital of the Mage-King of Mars’s Protectorate had become home.

He hadn’t left Olympus Mons since arriving on the terraformed world. He’d arrived not-quite a prisoner, having demonstrated a rare gift with magic, and an even rarer gift for causing trouble.

Now, after three years of being the Mage-King’s direct student – as Desmond Alexander had time around his duties and responsibilities – he was leaving again.

“My Lord Envoy?” a voice said from behind him.

Damien turned around to find himself facing a young man in a navy blue uniform with narrow gold cuffs. If memory was correct, the single narrow cuff marked the man as a Lieutenant. The man didn’t wear the same gold medallion at his neck as Damien, so he was not a Mage – ‘just’ one of the many mundane officers that kept the Navy running.

“Yes, Lieutenant…?”

“Lieutenant Keller, My Lord,” the young man replied, and a slight shiver ran down Damien’s spine. Keller was, at most, five years younger than his own not-quite thirty. The uniform and the sidearm the man carried should have marked him as Damien’s superior in most circumstances.

The fact that Damien was the only person on the fifty million ton battleship Righteous Guardian of Liberty not wearing a uniform said something different. The crackling parchment in the inner pocket of his perfectly tailored black suit told the rest of the story: he bore a commission directly from the Mage-King of Mars as His Envoy, empowered to speak on His behalf for a specific mission.

“Mage-Captain Adamant requests your presence for dinner with the senior officers in her quarters this evening,” the Lieutenant told him quickly.

Damien smiled, trying to put the younger man at ease. He quickly realized that, faced with a man who spoke with his King’s Voice, clad all in black with skin-tight gloves, the young Lieutenant was never going to be at ease.

“Let Captain Adamant know I will be there,” he finally told the Lieutenant. “Thank you.”

With a perfectly crisp salute that Damien wasn’t entirely sure even his current status required, Lieutenant Kellers all-but fled the observatory.

Damien waited until the youth had left, and rested his gloved hand on the pocket of his suit jacket. The archaic parchment of his commission crinkled under his fingers and he sighed.

How had he gone from wanting to jump starships between the stars to this?

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Mage-King’s Hand Snippet

As I speak, Space Carrier Avalon is finishing its second week of sales, and is currently ranking in the top ten for Space Opera on Amazon around the world.

Since I am currently almost completely unable to digest this sufficiently to blog about it, here’s the first scene from Mage-King’s Hand (the sequel to Starship’s Mage)

 

Chapter 1

Mars was receding in the window as the starship got under way. Unlike most apparent ‘windows’ aboard the vessel, this one actually looked out onto space, an observatory tucked away on one corner of the immense white pyramid.

If Damien Montgomery stepped right up to the glass and turned his head just right, he could see the star-white plume of reaction mass blazing out from the battleship’s matter-antimatter engines. He couldn’t feel the acceleration as the magic woven into the runes under his feet provided an artificial gravity that countered the force of the ship’s thrust.

His gaze was focused on Mars. The massive peak of Olympus Mons, visible from low orbit, had just rotated over the horizon. Over the last three years, the mountain capital of the Mage-King of Mars’s Protectorate had become home.

He hadn’t left Olympus Mons since arriving on the terraformed world. He’d arrived not-quite a prisoner, having demonstrated a rare gift with magic, and an even rarer gift for causing trouble.

Now, after three years of being the Mage-King’s direct student – as Desmond Alexander had time around his duties and responsibilities – he was leaving again.

“My Lord Envoy?” a voice said from behind him.

Damien turned around to find himself facing a young man in a navy blue uniform with narrow gold cuffs. If memory was correct, the single narrow cuff marked the man as a Lieutenant. The man didn’t wear the same gold medallion at his neck as Damien, so he was not a Mage – ‘just’ one of the many mundane officers that kept the Navy running.

“Yes, Lieutenant…?”

“Lieutenant Keller, My Lord,” the young man replied, and a slight shiver ran down Damien’s spine. Keller was, at most, five years younger than his own not-quite thirty. The uniform and the sidearm the man carried should have marked him as Damien’s superior in most circumstances.

The fact that Damien was the only person on the fifty million ton battleship Righteous Guardian of Liberty not wearing a uniform said something different. The crackling parchment in the inner pocket of his perfectly tailored black suit told the rest of the story: he bore a commission directly from the Mage-King of Mars as His Envoy, empowered to speak on His behalf for a specific mission.

“Mage-Captain Adamant requests your presence for dinner with the senior officers in her quarters this evening,” the Lieutenant told him quickly.

Damien smiled, trying to put the younger man at ease. He quickly realized that, faced with a man who spoke with his King’s Voice, clad all in black with skin-tight gloves, the young Lieutenant was never going to be at ease.

“Let Captain Adamant know I will be there,” he finally told the Lieutenant. “Thank you.”

With a perfectly crisp salute that Damien wasn’t entirely sure even his current status required, Lieutenant Kellers all-but fled the observatory.

Damien waited until the youth had left, and rested his gloved hand on the pocket of his suit jacket. The archaic parchment of his commission crinkled under his fingers and he sighed.

How had he gone from wanting to jump starships between the stars to this?

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Space Carrier Avalon Released!

My new Space Opera Novel, Space Carrier Avalon, is now out on Kindle!

 

 

The Fleet’s Old Lady – out for one last dance

Avalon was the flagship of the Castle Federation in the last war, now twenty years past. The first of the deep space carriers, no other warship in the fleet holds as many honors or has recorded as many kills.

No other warship in the fleet is as old.

Accepting the inevitable, the Federation Space Navy has decided to refit her and send her on a tour of the frontier, showing the flag to their allies and enemies as a reminder of her glory – and then decommission her for good.

But Avalon has been a backwater posting for ten years – and has problems a mere refit can’t fix. The systems along her planned tour have been seeing pirates for the first time in decades, and there are rumblings of Commonwealth scouting ships all along the border.

It may be Avalon’s final tour – but it looks to be anything but quiet!

 

(As discussed earlier, Space Carrier Avalon is on Kindle Unlimited and hence won’t be on Kobo, B&N or other e-book sites)

Happy reading!

Glynn Stewart

 

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Space Carrier Avalon Snippet

Hopefully coming in the next week or so, here’s the first several scenes of Space Carrier Avalon:

Chapter 1
New Amazon System, Castle Federation
18:00 July 5, 2735 Earth Standard Meridian Date/Time
On approach to DSC-001 Avalon

Wing Commander Kyle Roberts did not enjoy being flown by someone else. It was always a struggle for the red-haired pilot to keep his hands and implants away from the controls and overrides when he was a passenger in a shuttle. To make everyone’s lives easier, he normally stayed out of the cockpit.

Today, however, he wasn’t feeling quite so magnanimous, and had unceremoniously shunted the small craft’s normal co-pilot into the bucket seat that was supposed to be reserved for an observer like him. The burly Commander already felt a little bit guilty over that, but that slipped from his mind as the shuttle began its final approach and Avalon came into view.

“There she is, sir,” the pilot told him, her amused tone revealing at least some understanding of her much-senior passenger’s anticipation.

Avalon would not be the first of the Castle Federation’s Deep Space Carriers that Kyle had served on – but she was the first whose starfighter group he’d command in its entirety. Avalon was a legend, the first modern space carrier ever built by anyone, and her SFG-001 had a list of battle honors as long as Kyle’s arm.

The abbreviated arrowhead of the carrier slowly grew in his vision, and he twigged his implants to zoom in on her. The computer in his head happily threw up stats and numbers as he scanned along the length of his new home.

The carrier was small compared to her modern sisters, a mere eight hundred meters from her two hundred meter wide prow to her four hundred meter wide base, angling from a hundred meters thick at the prow to two hundred meters at the base. She was smoother than more recent ships as well, with her weapons and sensors clustered together in the breaks in her now-obsolete neutronium armor.

Several of those clusters were currently open to space, weapons dating back two and three decades, according to his brief, being ripped out for replacement with the super-modern systems delivered by the transport he’d arrived on.

“I never expected to see Avalon fly again,” the co-pilot observed from behind Kyle. “Rumor had it that her assignment as guardship here was just a quiet way of placing her in the Reserve.”

Kyle nodded his silent agreement. He’d heard the same rumors, and he’d seen the rough brief of the work they were doing to make her fit for duty. If nothing else, Avalon was a carrier, and the starfighters she’d carried had been three generations out of date.

That was his job to fix, of course. He’d spent his trip babying six entire squadrons – forty-eight ships – of brand new, barely out of prototype, Falcon-type starfighters. The new ships strapped mass manipulators and engines rated for five hundred gravities to four three-shot launchers firing short-range missiles with gigaton antimatter warheads and a positron lance rated for fifty kilotons per second.

The number of ships told the story of Avalon’s age, though. His last command, the fighter wing aboard the battlecruiser Alamo, had also been forty-eight ships. That ship, however, been almost thirteen hundred meters long, and had carried a broadside of ten half-megaton-per-second positron lances in each of the four sides of her arrowhead shape, plus missile launchers and the seventy-kiloton-per-second lances generally used as anti-fighter guns.

Avalon was less than two thirds the size of modern ships, as the technology behind the Alcubierre-Stetson Drive had advanced significantly in the forty years since she had been built. Past her, he could see the twelve ships of the Castle Federation’s New Amazon Reserve Flotilla – the smallest and oldest of them twenty years newer than Avalon, and a quarter again her size.

“She’s a special case,” Kyle said finally, continuing to eye the old carrier. “The Navy’s Old Lady, gussied up one last time.”

After that, Kyle was silent, considering his new ship and his new command. One last time was true – rumor had it that the tour of the Alliance that they’d been assigned to carry out was Avalon’s last mission. Once they were done, they would deliver the old lady to the shipyards of the Castle system itself, where she would be gently laid to rest.

 

New Amazon System, Castle Federation
19:00, July 5, 2735 Earth Standard Meridian Date/Time
DSC-001 Avalon – Flight Deck

Exiting the shuttle, followed closely by the two Flight Commanders he’d brought with him, Kyle found the ship’s Captain waiting. He was a tall, gaunt man with iron-gray hair who looked like he’d gone best out of three with Death – and the Reaper had kept an eye.

Modern prostheses could be almost indistinguishable from the real thing, but Captain Blair’s was an older model, an emergency implant Kyle had most commonly seen on men and women injured in the War who were proud of the plain but extremely functional metal eye.

“Welcome aboard Avalon, Wing Commander Roberts,” the Captain greeted him with an extended hand. Like Kyle, he wore the standard shipsuit that, despite imitating the appearance of slacks and a turtleneck, was a single piece garment capable of sealing against vacuum and sustaining the wearer for at least six hours, underneath his formal uniform jacket – piped with gold in the Captain’s case for Navy, blue for the Space Force in Kyle’s.

“I am Captain Malcolm Blair,” Kyle’s new commanding officer continued. “I wanted to welcome you aboard in person, though your Flight Group is waiting to show you the song and dance.”

Blair gestured slightly behind him, where the four Flight Commanders leading the squadrons currently aboard the carrier stood at rigid attention.

“Thank you for the welcome, Captain,” Kyle replied. “I understand we have our work cut out for us.”

“We do,” Blair confirmed. “Uniform of the day is shipsuits until further notice,” he continued cheerfully with a tug at the gold-banded sleeves of his uniform. “We have enough work going on throughout the ship that an accidental loss of pressure isn’t impossible.”

“Understood, sir,” the Wing Commander replied, glancing past the Captain again to the men and women he would command.

“Allow me to introduce you to your Flight Commanders,” Blair asked, stepping aside and leading Kyle and his two trailing officers forwards to where the Flight Group waited. “Your senior squadron leader is Flight Commander James Randall.”

Randall stepped forward with an Academy-precise salute and inclined his head slightly.

“Welcome aboard, Wing Commander Roberts,” he said smoothly. “May I say that it’s an honor to serve under the hero of Ansem Gulf?”

Kyle shook Randall’s hand calmly, gaging the man with an appraising eye. The Commander was blond, blue-eyed, and easily ten years older than Kyle himself. His uniform jacket was decorated with the neat blue and gold square ribbon of the Space Force Combat Badge, a badge only earned by flying a starfighter under fire. Technically, Kyle’s jacket should have borne the same badge, next to the tiny gold icon of the Federation Star of Heroism, their second highest award for valor, but only dress uniform required even the ribbons.

“Thank you,” Kyle said quietly, and turned to the remaining officers.

“Flight Commander Michael Stanford,” Blair continued after allowing the silence to drag a moment too long. “Flight Commander Russell Rokos. Flight Commander Shannon Lancet.”

Stanford was a short, pale man with a firm grip and watery blue eyes. He met Kyle’s gaze levelly and nodded his silent greetings. Rokos and Lancet each murmured pleasantries, the former a stocky man of Kyle’s own bulk without the height, and the latter a willowy blond woman.

“These are Flight Commander Wang Zhao and Jose Mendez,” Kyle told the assembled officers, introducing the woman and man who had arrived with him. Wang shared Lancet’s height, but was dark-skinned and haired to the other officer’s fair blondness. Mendez, despite his name, shared every ounce and inch of Kyle’s own imposing height and bulk, with close-cropped blond hair and the brown eyes of his Hispanic ancestors. “Both are recently of SFG-074, aboard Alamo.”

“I will leave you to the formalities of your command,” Blair told Kyle. “Once you’ve read yourself in and the Commanders have given you the tour, please do me the courtesy of stopping by my office.”

“Of course, Captain Blair,” Kyle confirmed. With a firm nod, the gaunt Captain drifted away from the group as Kyle turned to face his command.

The Flight Commanders had managed to gather up all ninety-six of the flight crew for the four squadrons already aboard Avalon, and those officers had been waiting in relatively graceful silence as the Captain had introduced their squadron leaders. Along with Kyle and his two squadron leaders, six more members of the two squadrons he’d arrived with had arrived on the shuttle with him. As they saw Kyle draw up to face the Flight Group, all eight of the new officers quietly moved over to join its ranks.

“Deck Chief, please report,” Kyle said calmly and clearly, projecting his voice across the deck. The projection was unnecessary, as the Senior Chief currently responsible for the Flight Deck had been hovering about ten feet away since he’d stepped off the shuttle.

“Senior Chief Marshal Hammond, sir,” the burly and grizzled non-commissioned officer, a stereotype of any space navy for all that the man wore the blue piping of the Space Force.

“Please record for the log,” Kyle instructed, pulling a sheet of archaic parchment from inside his jacket. Under the parchment was an electronic chip that he would deliver to the Captain when they met later, but for tradition, the parchment was vital.

“To Wing Commander Kyle Roberts from Vice Admiral Mohammed Kane, Joint Department of Space Personnel, June Twentieth, year Two Thousand Seven Hundred Thirty Five Earth Standard,” he read crisply. “Upon receipt of these orders, you are hereby directed and required to proceed to the New Amazon system and report aboard the Deep Space Carrier Avalon, hull number DSC – Zero Zero One, there to take upon yourself the duties and responsibilities of commanding officer of Starfighter Group Zero Zero One in the service of the Castle Federation. Fail not in this charge at your peril.”

At the completion of the formal words, every officer standing in front of Kyle seemed to relax slightly except for Randall and Stanford. The former remained at a perfect attention stance, and the latter seemed surprisingly nervous for a senior squadron commander.

“I assume command of SFG-001,” Kyle informed the Flight Group. “We still have flight crews and deck personnel aboard Sphinx and Chipmunk who will be reporting aboard today. Our starfighters will be coming over sometime tomorrow, so everyone should expect a busy day.”

He glanced around his people, and gestured for the Flight Commanders to attend him.

“Flight Group, dismissed!”

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The Numbers Don’t Lie

So there will be some changes hitting in the coming days to the availability of some of my books.

In my day job, I’m a Financial Analyst – which basically means I break down numbers, trends and data to produce conclusions that are useful for decision-making. Since I actually enjoy my day job, I applied those skillsets to tracking my book sales and writing (there are some very complicated spreadsheets on my computer).

One of the pieces of analysis I did was on Kindle Unlimited versus non-Kindle sales. I did this in classic scientific fashion by running two experiments – Children of Prophecy was launched on KDP Select, and City in the Sky was launched broadly.

Overall, City in the Sky has outsold Children of Prophecy roughly two to one. However, those sales were almost entirely on Amazon. City’s non-Amazon royalties were less than Children’s royalties from Kindle Unlimited alone.

The phrase that comes up a lot in my job is “the numbers don’t lie.” And here, the unfortunate truth the numbers are telling me is that KU appears to drive more royalties at its lower rate than selling outside Amazon. Since KU’s payment is roughly half of Kobo’s or B&N’s, this means that KU is driving over twice as many units.

Those units also feed into Amazon’s rankings, driving up visibility on Amazon.

Personally, I do not want to be nearly as dependent on Amazon for my writing income as I am (Amazon is currently 97+% of my royalties). But I also want to make a living at this sooner or later, which leaves me with an interesting choice.

The current conclusion is a three-pronged strategy:

1. Starship’s Mage Episodes 2 to 5 have now been unpublished anywhere except Amazon. Starship’s Mage Episode 1 will remain online everywhere as a freebie promo for the Omnibus. Going forward, however, Episodes 2 through 5 will only be available on Amazon – and will be on KDP Select, adding them to the Kindle Unlimited Library.

(this will take a week or two to go through on all sides, so they won’t be on KU today).

2. I will not be taking the existing novel length works down from non-Amazon sites. Their initial sixty days of sales, where KU would really help drive them, is past or nearly past. Children of Prophecy, the Starship’s Mage Omnibus, and City in the Sky will remain available as ebooks at all retailers.

3. Future books will be split between broad releases and KDP Select releases. Space Carrier Avalon will be a KDP Select release. I’m leaning towards keeping Mage-King’s Hand to a broader release.

I may, as with Children of Prophecy, take the books off of KDP Select after either 3 or 6 months. I haven’t decided just yet.

At this point, I hope that anyone who is determined to read on their Nook or Kobo will read the Omnibus, but for those wishing to read the Starship’s Mage Episodes for ‘free,’ they will be on KU.

These conclusions will be revisited as time goes by. If someone ever manages to challenge Amazon’s market share, I will be ecstatic to sell through them. Right now, if I play nice with the five hundred pound gorilla, he gives me extra bananas…

Happy reading all!

Glynn Stewart

Featured image by Steve Hopson, www.stevehopson.com, via the Wikimedia Commons.

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Life, and the Space Carrier Avalon Release Date

The release date for Space Carrier Avalon has been pushed back to the beginning of June.

While the various delays really should only push it back a week, unfortunately that puts it into the middle of my move into my new house. For some strange reason, I don’t plan on trying to edit and assemble publication files while my working setups are either packed or split between houses!

In other news, we bought our first house, an adorable little condo townhome tucked away in one of Calgary’s older southwest neighborhoods. The running around and paperwork has slowed the writing down, but I’m still expecting to finish Mage-King’s Hand in time for it’s (admittedly broad) announced date.

A few people have asked about a sequel for City in the Sky. The sequel is on my list, currently around number four. This puts its release date somewhere around the end of 2016 at the earliest.

I hope everyone is enjoying City in the Sky!

Happy reading,

Glynn Stewart

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City in the Sky Released!

City in the Sky has finally been released – and one lucky member of the mailing list has won a copy!

Check it out on Amazon here or Smashwords here. Other vendors to follow as they update.

Trapped between two peoples

Erik Tarverro is a half-breed raised as a smith in the human city of Vidran. Hounded for his mixed blood and denied mastery in his craft, he leaps at the chance to join his father’s people in the Sky City of Newport.

There, he learns he is the only heir of an ancient and noble line. His father’s name opens doors and gathers allies, but Erik must still struggle to understand both this strange new culture and his place within it.

Fate will deny him a peaceful understanding, though, as the clouds of war gather – and his father’s enemies have laid their eyes upon his City in the Sky.

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Release Schedule

The bottom of the front page has now been updated with a schedule of the planned release dates for 2015.   They are as follows:

City in the Sky:

Late March.  Also known as ‘Very Soon Now (TM)”

Space Carrier Avalon:

May or June.  I’m aiming for the end of May, but I’ve got about 25,000 words left to go, plus at least one edit cycle.  If it slips into June, it should be pretty early on in the month.

Mage-King’s Hand:

September or October. As with Space Carrier Avalon, this is targeted for the end of September, but as I haven’t even started writing Mage-King’s Hand yet, I think I’ll give myself some leeway XD

 

Each of these has a planned follow on book: Trees and Sky for City in the Sky, The Stellar Fox for Space Carrier Avalon, and Voice of Mars for Mage-King’s Hand.  All of these are working titles until the novels are at least started.

The only one of those follow ons that is really guaranteed is Voice of Mars.  Trees and Sky and The Stellar Fox  are both dependent on the first book doing well.  I’d also like to sneak an urban fantasy novel/series into my writing line-up, as well as the epic fantasy/western hybrid I was plotting earlier this year, but since there are already five novels on my list… my day job only leaves me so much time!

Right now, anything after Mage-King’s Hand is being designated as ‘sometime in 2016.’  The schedule I’d like to set myself has me putting out a novel every four months, but I don’t think I can meet that while working full-time.

Happy reading everyone,

Glynn Stewart

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