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Casting Call for Bastion
Just for the fun of it: who would you cast to play each of the main roles in the Bastion movies?
Q&A
Good morning, folks. I've got the bulk of THE LOST CUBE manuscript still to reread and revise (shout out to Michael Thomas and his wife for sending back a host of feedback as well), so while it may seem that all is quiet on the Western Front, I'm still plugging away like mad at this book.Fee...
Secret Project - First Chapter
[So, this being a funny week, I've decided to share something here apropos of nothing to see what you guys think. This is a secret LitRPG project that's been in the works, and is meant to have mainstream post-apoc appeal. I've written the first chapter to get a feel for how the book migh...
Update
Good morning, folks. That is, to those of you who are currently in their respective morning period. If not, then salutations from the land of morning to -Sorry, the coffee hasn't quite kicked in yet.So! My copy editor, the redoubtable Scott Moreland, accomplished the impossible yesterday and fin...
Gods of the Game: The Story Thus Far
Grab your free copy of Gods of the Game 1 & 2 here.Book #1In the year 2442, Earth has become a fractured world, with much of its equatorial zone rendered uninhabitable. Charoen and his younger sister, Jessie, survive in Camp Defiance, a refugee camp outside Oslo, clinging to the margins of a society...
What's Next For the Patreon + Thoughts
And that's all the major edits completed for Immortal Great Souls #4! I'm going to send the manuscript off to my copy editor, and do a final read through when he sends it back at the end of the month. I'll probably tighten some of the pacing and Scorio's emotional character arc at th...
IGS 4: New Ending
[After Dameon is defeated, Scorio realizes that Naomi is the King's Scepter. This then follows.]Her eyes had gone wide. “I was the King’s Scepter?” He’d told Naomi all about his Trials during their nights together at the Fury Spires. “But that means…”Scorio let out a breathless lau...
IGS #4, Dameon Battle (Edits + New POV)
[Here's the updated battle. Just before the actual fight begins, we now have this moment from Plassus within the Cube.]“Bring him in here,” said Plassus distractedly. “I’ll sort him out. And oh. Here. My stores are hugely depleted—who knew I would turn out to be so generous? But you lo...
IGS #4, Chapter 55 Edits
[Here's some key excerpts to show how Fionna's experience in the Outer Gauntlet changes her interactions with Scorio. Throughout Chapter 51 where Scorio creates his ferula, and Chapter 52 where he fights his way to the golden key, Fionna is more focused, more helpful, and while still terrifi...
Feedback on IGS #4
I'm pretty sure that I'll be doing some more work tomorrow - possibly adding an Epilogue, a final POV chapter for Dameon during the fight, and maybe splitting the current last chapter in two to give Naomi and Scorio some downtime and rest before they fly away to the Red Keep.What else stuck ...
IGS #4: Epilogue
FionnaThe Silver UnfathomShe raced over silver sands beneath the burning sky. Would that her teleportation ability could cover leagues, but each pulse, each corpse she left in her wake was a tremendous expenditure of mana, and only useful in brief bursts.For a long journey like this one? She’d lea...
IGS #4, Chapter 66
Scorio“Naomi.” Her very name summoned a wealth of emotions, even as the person before him seemed other. This wasn’t in some fundamental manner the Naomi he’d known, so passionate and loyal, so fervently suspicious and bitter, so caustic and ready to abandon all society and its causes. The wo...
IGS #4, Chapter 65
ScorioThe Silverines chased them all the way back to the Cube, but peeled away at the last, repulsed by some oath or aura of the floating fortress that caused them to not even try to test its defenses. Scorio didn’t care. He simply fought to keep up with Naomi, who’d tease him by pulling ahead, ...
IGS #4, Chapter 64
Scorio“I’m here, Scorio. I’m… I’m back.” He knew that voice, his very spirit told him who this was, but he could only marvel, taken aback by her blazing form. The upswell of emotion in her voice was cut off as she turned to face where Dameon was picking himself up out of the sand. Voice ...
Quick question: favorite villain thus far?
Just curious!
IGS #4, Chapter 63
DameonVictory. Could it be this easy? But of course it could, for he felt himself a god, was becoming one, would be unstoppable as soon as he crushed these ants and drank deep of all the Sun had to offer. Delirious delight. How had it all gone so right? This was proof that good things did happen to ...
IGS #4, Chapter 62
ScorioA perilous headlong rush right into the face of death. There was no doubting the power that manifested at the tip of Dameon’s ferula. Scorio could sense the pinprick of light as a blight upon his Heart senses, a flaring of power far beyond what Dameon should have been able to manifest. Was t...
IGS #4, Chapter 61
Scorio“First things first,” said Plassus, peering at the panels on either side of him then frowning at the armrests. “Let’s get this Cube righted.”Scorio tore his gaze away from the translucent wall to stare at the older man just as Plassus Ignited his Heart. The blaze was bright, a deep a...
IGS #4, Chapter 60
Scorio“Somebody talk to me,” said Scorio as he strode up to Anseline’s dais. “Is this a control panel? How does it work?”Sal had hustled to the side of the circular chamber where he’d begun studying an array of flickering lights. Bravurn stood with his arms crossed, expression contemplat...
Update: IGS #4 Edits
I just wanted to jump in here real quick and provide a snapshot as to where the story is as we race down the final stretch. Overall, I'm pleased and relieved to have pulled things together and hammered out a coherent plot, as that was in doubt early on and a large part of why I wrestled for so l...
IGS #4, Chapter 59
LeonisShock, amazement, hope, awe.Leonis backed away from the bier as the older man scowled at him, then focused his gaze at the fight taking place around the Archspire.“I—we’re in the Tomb of Sadness, and—”“Shove it, lad.” Plassus inhaled deeply and placed his hand over his heart. “...
IGS #4, Chapter 58
DameonThe Silverines bore Dameon on, and as he flew through the frigid skies toward the awesome Silverine Sun, he sought frantically to find some means of wresting victory from rank impossibility.For he knew victory was possible. His damn power told him such. Each time despair began to squeeze his t...
IGS #4, Chapter 57
LeonisThis couldn’t be considered sacred ground, yet somehow it still felt like it. Leonis inhaled deeply, trying to come to terms with what he was seeing all around him—the endless biers, the still forms, their missing legends—and failed. He just couldn’t wrap his mind around it.Had they be...
IGS #4, Chapter 56
ScorioThe air was hushed, as if the entire Cube held its breath as Scorio led Fionna down the hall. He thought she might take the lead, confident now that she was free of the Gauntlet, but the experience had clearly had a profound effect on her, such that she walked alongside him, casting hesitant, ...
IGS #4, Chapter 55
NaomiThe world moved beneath her, elastic and mobile, such that her body undulated atop the pebbled ground. Head lolling, hair strewn across her face, mouth parched, she blinked and tried to understand what had happened.Visions, flickerflashes of memory: tenebrites around her, the pit, Nox’s stead...
IGS #4, Chapter 54
JovaKuragin and Nyrix slept for an age. Time slowed and lost all meaning. Nobody spoke. One by one, the others fell into slumber. The air, frigid, caused them to huddle, Xandera forming the natural nucleus, her body heat constant and prodigious.Silence but for the distant moan of wind tearing around...
IGS #4, Chapter 53
ScorioThe fiend rushed into view. Cloak draped over one arm, garbed in ornate black finery, a consummate courtier but for his geometric nullity of a black rectangular head, it entered the hall at a full sprint and came to an abrupt stop.It could sense the nature of his ferula, Scorio surmised, even ...
IGS #4, Chapter 52
ScorioDeath.Every minute, a new end.With each restart, his body reacted of its own accord, filling his veins with fire, his muscles with the need to flee. He’d lost the instinct to fight back, and now could only wrestle with the prey mentality.And yet.He was no stranger to death. To futility. So w...
