Short answer: yes. Long answer: right, so, um… I have been dealing with a staggering amount of mental baggage. I feel the need to be frank about some answers that are going to sound pretty insane. Let’s start simple and non-crazy: this blog only ever had one author. Plurality was something I tried out for […]
hi, readers! I’ve had this one percolating in the back of my mind for a while. After typing it all out, I figured it’d work a little better in blog format, so here you go–the first of several loosely-formatted “episodes” (sorry, couldn’t resist) outlining my ideas for a Dark Side-centric Star Wars series. Those of […]
I am going to talk a lot about hate in this post. Recognize that I am talking about the humankind that exists in my head.
Alright, before I write one single other statement, I’m going to explain my definition of “ugly”. I think that will be useful both for this post, and just for understanding me a little better in the future. My perspective is very unique to me due to the wide range of life experiences I’ve had in […]
“Lastly, please understand that the only content warning I will ever give about Machrae Diir is that a story takes place in Machrae Diir, or its Lady appears in that story. That is true of every little tale gathered here.”
“Oh, and the lava-lamps, also pink. They really tie the space together!”
“A chime sings in the column of azure crystal. Glances exchanged. A whisper, the curve of a smile. The amber glint in plump, dark red lips.”
Sword of the Outsider is out now, weighs in at just under 70,000 words of adult fantasy, and is available to purchase in various eBook formats at any of the following links.
hi, readers! A much meatier offering today–a short story of over 9k words! This is a crossover piece set in part of one InordinateFondness’s Morphic Korps setting. You can find her on Twitter @SixArmedSweater, with her own works in this setting and many of her other writings in her pinned. All details about the Fires, […]
“We are the rustle of a blue coat, the clatter of a heavy mirror-sheen barrel finding its line of fire. We are thunder. The sweet redemption of its rhythm at a braced shoulder.”