New Fugitive Fiction Website

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After hours of work spread out over… years? I have finally updated the FF website.

Being marooned here in Washington state for my Navy out-processing allowed me some time. I’ve spent some of it finishing up some stories due out this year. (More on that later.) And I finally had little else to do but work on that pesky website. I was very close to shutting it down and starting again somewhere else, but that would have meant starting from scratch all over again, which would have been a huge nightmare!

Instead I’ve just improved what was there. Now the “Fiction Gallery” has individual pages available on a dropdown menu. All of my “universes” have their own pages, which provide cover art, descriptions, and buttons that leads to Books2Read’s “universal links” for each book.

It sounds more complex than it is.

So see for yourself. You can start by going to the “books” page on this, my author website. Rather than duplicate the work, I just put down the basics here and linked to there.

See what you think. Feedback is always welcome!

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Weird Fantastic Detective Stories

I’m a bit behind on pushing this out, given the massive life upheaval happening this past month and the month or more to come.

But I’m happy to share that I have been invited to include one of my works in another book bundle, this one focused on–you guessed it–out of this world detective stories.

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Here’s the low-down:

In the tradition of classic pulp crime fiction these talented writers are sharing their takes on strange and weird detectives in strange  worlds: 

Paranormal detective, Amanda Dark, seeks answers at the haunted Moonrise Diner from the ghost of her dead uncle.

Dean Wesley Smith asks the question, can a ghost and a superhero find true happiness and sex and stop a few killers along the way?

When Helmie—a pampered Persian cat worth millions—goes missing, the estate hires not one but two investigators to find him.

Lead detective Maeve Hemlock arrives at a crime scene at the banks of the Incantation River to find the remains of a human liver containing magic residue. What creature would kill and leave a liver behind?

A vampire princess detective fights for the survival of her race. 

These fantastic crime stories and more can be yours to enjoy for one low price.

Pay a minimum of $2.99 USD and receive all 10 ebooks.

And of course, there’s my story, Silk Spider:

Kicking the habit ain’t easy. Kicking the crap out of copycat bank robbers… helps with the jitters.

Silk Spider, femme fatale of the Phenomenal Five, is on the case. She’s putting her detective skills to work, as well as the resources of their nationwide HQ.  And when she catches up to this new Eight-Ball Gang with her bullet-proof corset and denied urge for nicotine, she’ll make them sorry they ever put on their masks. 

Behind the Eight-Ball is a story of pulp action and dark humor, set in the mature spandex world of the Identity Crisis Universe. 

 

Ten stories for 3 bucks! Find this deal on:

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Update from the Maelstrom of Chaos

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Home but not home. New life started but… not yet started.

I’ll post a more complete update soon with what’s happening and my projected schedule for 2018 thus far. For now, just be aware that I am in the midst of transitioning myself and my family from Navy life in Japan to a brand new civilian life in Ohio. A place to live, new job, vehicles, phones… We are literally starting from scratch!

And I am just home “on loan” from the Navy at the moment to get everyone set up. Then I have to go back for at least a week to finish up my paperwork and processing.

As for my writing, I have a novel and a collection of short stories and novellas that are all 80% done and slated for this year. More on them when I get the time.

And, by the way, as a Patron, you’ll get them all as they release! For as little as a buck a month of heartfelt support. (Click for more.)

Okay, lots more to do in “real life.” More on the Living the Dream in a week or two.

(The image above, by the way, for the uninitiated, is the symbol for Chaos in the Warhammer Universe, lifted from here.)

9 Days Left to Subscribe!

Last few days to get this subscription. For as little as ONE DOLLAR you can get TWO issues chock full of great indie sci-fi and fantasy stories.

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There are 9 days left on our subscription drive.

If you’ve been waiting, now’s the time to back!

Getting final approvals from contributors, and putting the finishing touches on issue 7. We’ll be ready for final proofs in about two weeks once the last ads come in.

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A New Years Gift For You

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Thinking about buying that Swords, Superheroes, and Space Opera Bundle (available for a limited time), but not sure if you’d like author’s work enough to buy hundreds and hundreds of pages for the price of but one ebook?

(That’s a loaded question, if you hadn’t noticed.)

Tell you what. How about a free sample?

If you follow this link, you can download Masks from Bookfunnel for free right now.  My gift to you.

Not sure if you want to do that either? Geez, you’re kinda picky…

Here’s a quick sample. If it pleases you enough to want to read more FOR FREE, then go get your free copy. And if you like that one, maybe you’ll spring for the other EIGHT BOOKS for only SIX BUCKS.

CHAPTER ONE

RED MANTIS

The nondescript grey van turned left, without signaling, and rolled lazily into an alleyway.

Another car followed from a distance: a small, red Prius with the headlights switched off.  It was a hybrid model, capable of prowling the streets nearly silent on battery power.  That’s what the driver told himself, at least.  Truthfully, the payments were kind of steep on a gym teacher’s salary in Mesa City, but he loved that car.

Tonight he wasn’t a gym teacher, though.  He was a superhero.

Red Mantis allowed ten seconds to pass after losing sight of the van.  Then he crept the Prius to within a block of the alley, gliding along the curb.

There was no other activity in sight.  It was past ten o’clock at night, after all, and this was a small business neighborhood.  There were no residents here.  No one to notice any suspicious activity.  No one to hear a young girl scream.

He eased to a stop, threw it in park, and turned off the engine.

From across the street, Mantis could see that the alley was flanked by a small adobe-faced shop on the left and a larger, dark building on the right.

Papito’s Tailor and Dry Cleaning was a square, one-story structure with a large, darkened front window.  The mechanical centipede of the rotating dry cleaner’s rack made an ominous shadow on the other side of the glass, but there was no obvious movement inside.

The other place was a much larger lodge hall, three stories of dark brick.  The Honorable Brotherhood of the Sunset Horizon, the sign read.  The lodge crest looked Native American in theme: a red semi-circle resting on a thick black line, irregular, like a brush stroke.  A falcon or hawk soared above and a sinuous snake crawled beneath.

“That even sounds like a cult,” Red Mantis mumbled to himself.  “Why hasn’t anyone looked into these guys?”  He peered over his steering wheel.  “Huh.  Maybe that’s why.”

A smaller sign read: “Food Pantry: Tuesdays 5-7pm” and “Bingo Night: Thursday at 7”.

Maybe I’m chasing the wrong suspicious van

He looked at his watch, its face spun around to the underside of his left wrist to allow for the rigid plastic brace that was strapped to his forearm.  The digital display read 10:14:49, alongside the time zone and his current pulse rate, which was an excited 92 and anticipating more.  (Let’s face it, the watch had probably cost more than he’d needed to spend, too.)

He’d now allowed twenty-seven seconds to pass since the van had left his sight.  Too long.

Without another second of hesitation, Caesar Hernandez—the Red Mantis—popped out of the driver’s seat, adjusted the crimson plates of his segmented combat armor, pulled the pointy-frilled mask down over his face, and burst into action.

 

My New Year Starts… NOW!

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Or, now-ish, anyway.

I’m now officially done working the floor at the hospital. Nothing left to do here but checkout.

And sell our car, turn off our Japanese cell phones, pack out everything we own and ship it overseas, figure out where we’re going to live in the States, get David into school there without missing too many days, buy a house, start my new job, get into the Navy Reserves, and a hundred other things.

Whew!

No wonder I’ve had an eye tick for last couple weeks.

No, really. I have. I’ve also averaged 4 hours of sleep the last three days. That doesn’t help either.

It’s when you have massive life upheaval like this that you realize, unless you actually make a living as a writer, that you’re writing really isn’t that big of a priority. It still is, in my mind and heart, it’s still the thing I think most about, but it sure as hell isn’t paying any bills right now, getting us across the Pacific Ocean, or feeding my family, so… Not a big deal.

And when I start my Master’s Degree this spring or summer, it will unfortunately take a further back seat. Which sucks. I love my writing. And I have more stories in my mind right now than I will probably get done in my lifetime. At the rate I’m going, anyway.

Although once I’m out of the Navy and settled into my next life, I expect to have more writing time. Eventually. And in seven more years, when I can retire from the Reserves, I hope to have even more time. Maybe by then I’ll actually have enough books out there that they’ll be paying some of the bills.

Dare to dream.

Most writers, in case you didn’t know, do not sustain their lives on writing alone. Even many of those published by the Big Five companies. Most writers are not millionaires. And the forecast is that fewer and fewer will be. The hay day of the millionaire writer is over.  I never asked for a million dollars anyway. A tenth of that per year, a twentieth, would suit me just fine. At that point I would consider myself to be a “professional writer.”

And I don’t know that I would ever stop working, anyway. I’m leaving the Navy as a nurse and moving on to teaching nursing school, something I greatly enjoy doing. Even if I were making a sustainable wage as a writer, I’d probably still teach at least part-time. It’s a worthwhile cause and I’m not sure I would feel satisfied with a life where I spend every day just holed away typing on a keyboard in the basement. I’ve always felt a need to do more for more people. I don’t know that just entertaining folks with wild stories would be enough.

And so begins 2018. Bye-bye 2017. We barely knew you. And we won’t really miss you.

Starting last new year (has it been a year already?!), I had stopped tracking my daily writing word counts. That seemed to be more accounting than was worthwhile to me, and sometimes only reminded me that I was not writing as much as I wanted to be. Instead, I tracked only words published, which I continue to think is way more valuable. A lot of people patter around on their keyboards writing words that no one ever sees. Published words are out there in the world.

So I simplified my tracking system from a day by day account to a monthly task account, further divided into quarters. This was codenamed “Stormcloud.” (I love to make up codenames. All my pricing matrices have codenames, my file for book blurbs is called “Witchdoctor,” etc.) So whatever task I completed or book I worked on would have a colorful entry in my spreadsheet simply noting what it was. For example, in January of 2017, I have some orange blocks that say, “SIDs finished” (SIDs is shorthand for Secret Identities) and “Kronos pubbed” (The Scythe of Kornos). If I did some marketing, sent out a newsletter, or some other writing-related task, I noted that there too. For example, in October I took a vocational vacation to the Oregon Coast and spent a week in a writer’s workshop learning a crap-ton about the business end of writing and publishing. That’s definitely in the Stormcloud matrix.

In 2018, I’m thinking of going even simpler. No more big, colorful monthly graph where I continue to track my every move just to justify to myself that yes, I did do something toward my writing career this month. The new system is codenamed “Scarecrow” and it’s just a schedule. Just a plan of what I want to get done in 2018. And it doesn’t take up much space.

Two major books: Green-Eyed Monster, which is a collection of 7 novellas and stories (some of which will also appear as solo stories once a month over several months), and Deus Ex Machina, which is the quirky superhero novel following Hungry Gods. And that’s it. And pretty much all of those things are already written or very nearly written.

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Much like in the world of Big Publishing. The stuff that comes out this year will have been written last year or, more often, years before. In the case of most of these things I’m bringing out in 2018, most of these words are two, three, or more years old and are just now, finally, seeing the light of day. Or were published in magazines previously, so I had to wait for the rights to come back to me. The shorter stuff was also waiting for me to have more stuff to package them up with, in the case of the Green-Eyed collection.

So how did everything total up? Was 2017 a good year?

Sure it was! Even though I feel, as every writer does, that I didn’t write nearly enough words and didn’t get nearly enough out for readers to grab onto, it was a good year.

In 2017, I published 81,500 new words. New, as in they’d never been published before 2017. Pretty darn nice for one busy-as-hell guy doing all this on his own. (With some hired help from editors, artists, and the wife.)

But when you add in repeated words—such as stories that were published by a magazine or anthology and then later by me too, or the books I revived from previous years that I had removed from publication for dumb reasons, that total is way more impressive: 274,000 words! Over a quarter million! Wowzers! Almost half of that is the revival of my Tarnish: Thunderstrike Edition all by itself, which combines everything so far in that universe into one volume.

Those totals beat out 2016, when I published 77,500 new words and a total of 99,500 with reprints and all. Which is still pretty darn good itself!

And according to Scarecrow’s estimates (like it’s secret artificial intelligence or something), I expect to publish about 100,000 new words in 2018, between the Green-Eyed stories and DXM. Plus (I nearly forgot!), I have another Leonidas Hawksblood space pirate installment coming out this summer in Cirsova Magazine. Two installments, actually, as it’s a story in two parts. That’s another 11,500 words.

Words already written in 2016, along with at least 70,000 that are done as of right now.

Which makes it easier. Especially with the HUGE life changes we’re about to go through. Having the hardest part already done gives me a full year to get them finished up, polished up, and out the door. All the while, going through massive real-life stuff, starting new jobs and graduate school, ensuring the family makes the transition without too much psychological trauma, and everything else.

So my 2018 is already shaping up to be a hell of a year.

How’s about yours? Leave a comment and let me know!

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By the way, you can still grab everything published in 2017, plus a couple bonus stories, via the Swords, Superheroes, and Space Opera Bundle. Hundreds and hundreds of pages worth of fiction for only SIX BUCKS. Get it while it lasts, folks, because once I get settled into my new life and 2018, this incredibly cheap bundle of books is going to go away. (Click here to find it on Bundle Rabbit, Barnes and Noble, iBooks, and Kobo.)

Thanks for reading and Happy New Year!

(2018 image from freepik.com, btw)

Welcome 2018, Celebrate 2017

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2018 has arrived! HOLY POOP, how did that happen???

Now that the holidays are over and life is beginning to return to normal, how’s about something to read?

Right now you can get everything I published in 2017, and then some–that’s NINE books–for only SIX BUCKS. 

That includes the first two books of two different series, plus a complete trilogy and its prequel! And then some!

Click here to go straight to its home on BundleRabbit.com. You can then buy it from there (in which case you can elect to send some of your purchase price to charity) or click links to B&N, Kobo, or iBooks.

(Notice there’s no Amazon on there? Nah, they can sit this one out. They got enough of your Christmas money, right?)

I encourage you to grab this while you can. Because this is specifically a 2017 bundle, it will soon fade away!

Thanks for the support and happy new year!