Nearly the End of the Holiday Season

Honestly, it can’t come soon enough.  I don’t mean to come across as a scrooge, but it’s been a lot of work and agony exacerbated by poor health.  I’ll spare you the details.  Soon to be New Year’s Eve.  I’ll be staying home while the cops are out targeting the drunks.  “Amateur Night,” is what…

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Drinking Before Noon

Gotta say, it feels nice to have your shit sorted out.  Research completed, writing begun, the continuous feeling of nagging worthlessness at least temporarily mollified, and my Christmas presents are even sorted.  I may need to check with the shipper just to be sure. I was told, initially, that it was important to have as…

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Sword of the Saints: Sinner Introduction

“Arius the Vagrant, Arius the Despoiler, Arius the Terrible, even Arius the Rake,” a villainous man certain to deserve such a variety of condemnation hurled from high and low, a pirate of no small notoriety with a fleet massive enough to more than worry coastal settlements both great and small.  On the other hand, elsewhere,…

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Sword of the Saints: Sinner Chapter One

It was the sickly rollicking back and forth amidst a medium sea that sent men, land-lovers all, bound hand and foot hither and thither to expel the contents of their tenuous viscera upon the blood-stained planks laid below quivering feet.  Blood, vomit, and shit—it was everywhere, crossed every boundary, and found port-of-call between unsuspecting knees…

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Sword of the Saints: Sinner Chapter Two

The irregular plod of bored seamen, their eyes virtually blind against the unmitigated glare of a lackadaisical sea absent a cloud in the sky, came suddenly and screeching to a halt with the unmistakable clink of the armor in the hold below struggling in vain against the iron yokes of the sturdy bonds.  A windowed…

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Sword of the Saints: Sinner Chapter Three

“I knew you were stupid, Macheda,” the tawny-bearded cavalier rejoined, his voice wavering as if the words unusual.  “But there’s nothing I can do for you now.  No more cheap whores and expensive swords.  You’ve already stepped into your grave.  Your crew will arrive insufficiently.  My apologies, in advance.” With the experience of decades, the…

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Sword of the Saints: Sinner Chapter Four

Like the seven winged bearer of light rising from the deepest throes of endless Erebus, he shined in the undifferentiated dark like sparkling starlight, tawny mane fluttering in an imaginary wind reflected upon only his unblemished features.  Time seemed to slow, time seemed to crawl, and time seemed to cease as slowly he ascended the…

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Sword of the Saints: Sinner Chapter Five

In the dark tumbling dungeons of Erebus flooded with the endless tears of dead and dying mortals, even there is light, as bubbling forth, yearning to crest into the amicable shine of day and join the everlasting sky came a man’s final panicked and exhausted exhortations and wild exclamations as he vainly grasped and fussed…

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I’ve Got Pipes in my Knees

Not sure about that capitalization. In any case, it’s been somewhat more than two weeks, and the fans are due something of a progress update. Been working solid in research for an upcoming serial. Never really understood what called for the movement from ships predominantly of oar to ships altogether of sail. The more you…

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