Assets, Missions, and the fiance-seeking bombshell Dulcet Unicorn Inn, Marrowshire 10 Bells, 3rd of Brightmoon A contemplative look on his ruddy handsome features, Brysis Silverstone fingered the recently sharpened tip of a curving horn as he followed his girlfriend Naomi Elderbranch up the wooden steps, across the porch, and into the Dulcet Unicorn Inn.  The […]

Dulcet Unicorn, Western Arcade, Marrowshire 4 Bells, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Clothing torn and body aching, RoseA stumbled up the steps to the Dulcet Unicorn with the assistance of Master Skyweir. Exhausted didn’t begin to capture how she felt. Every iota of energy, mental, physical, and spiritual, was used up. She’d probably feel […]

Uglies Bumpin Entertainments Emporium, Western Arcade, Marrowshire Noon Bell, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Part 1 — Orcish Interlude Borik Elfhire stepped through the emporium doorway, expecting a funky smell or some kind of dank repulsive environment. To his surprise he found himself in a spotless stone chamber, the fragrance of goldwood burning in […]

I lean back against a crate. My voice echoes through the cargo dock. “—And there I was… face-to-face with the biggest, ugliest, queen crab of all time. I don’t know how many of the little freaks I had to kill to get to her… but there she was. Hunched over our power converter and ready […]

The victs have the Doc, and they’re still ahead of us.  They’re down two men though. The thing that worries me as we head to the lift is that they’ve got guns now.  In the back of my head, I’m still wonderin about that punk’s words, ‘they’re all over your ship’. Was the pain makin […]

Screaming, I really don’t much like screaming—especially if I’m the one doing it. I hear screaming and whatever is doing it just—ain’t—right. My heart is pounding all a sudden. I know Felix is up around the turn in the corridor. I don’t know if he’s killed something and it’s making that noise. He can’t be […]

Residence on Morrow Lane, South Hill, Marrowshire Mid-Morning Bell, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Brysys Silverstone fingered polish along the curved length of his nicely sharpened horns, admiring their brilliant ebony shine in the mirror. A little powder to lighten his faintly reddish skin and play down the sharpness of his angular features. He […]

The Garrin Cobble, Interkingdom Road, South of Marrowshire 2 Bells, Payday, 16th of Postharvest, Year 1126 The shrill cry of a guard whistle and the sudden lurch of the carriage brought RoseA alert, forcing her to catch hold of the cab door to prevent being dumped on the floor. She heard the draft horses nicker […]

Residence on Javelin Lane, South Hill, Marrowshire Morning Bell, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Valdegarde “Rhyval” Crowninshield stopped with the spoon half way to his mouth. Heart thumping, he probed the surroundings to catch a hint of what had made the cold chill go through him. Fried oat meal dripped back into the bowl […]

South of Yggdrasil Hall, North Hill, Marrowshire 5 Bells, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Duepicyou Shardstar was laboring up the winding lane toward the meeting hall when he heard a thin brittle scream. His six decade old heart, seasoned from three decades of adventuring, thudded in his chest as he oriented on the sound and […]

This situation looked bad.  Ship screwed up.  Power down.  Convicts loose.  Men injured. Our one and only medical doctor is a prisoner. Hell-in-a-handbasket was taking on a new meaning.  Oh yeah, and we were going to take the rap for the captain’s favorite collectibles drifting out of the conning bay. Great, just frellin… great. Shaking […]

I’m standing in the corridor, a cold mist chillin my legs and still can’t believe it. Part of our cargo had gotten up and walked away. Worse yet it had walked out and fragged the control mechanism on the air seal for the pod access. Didn’t we have enough trouble? We’re dead in frikkin space. […]

The ship is a mess.  Power is down.  Crewmen are freakin.  Drek is scattered everywhere.  My head hurts, my ears ache, I’m bleedin, and I’m even more disagreeable than normal.  Still, I got a job to do.  Juju only knows if we can get home, no power means no jump, no life support and… oh […]

Spit. Spit. Spit.  The damn ship is fallin apart.  The whole ship is twitchin, I can hear metal groaning under stress. My heart is slamming my ribs and blood is poundin in my temples as I stagger toward the main cargo bay.  I can feel the change in air pressure makin my ears pop. We’re […]

We set down on Maldiara-4 in the middle of one of the biggest penal colonies in the human owned territories.  The place stank.  So did the situation.  Victs were screamin to get out, the ground was shakin, and the admins were cutting every corner they could to save a bean or two. The plan was […]

Leavin Maldiara-4, it would be a three hop jaunt to Denar-5.  I didn’t envy those victs we had in storage.  Denar-5 was, if possible, a worse dung-heap than Maldiara; not to mention freakin cold.  Those sorry buggers would be lucky if they ever thawed out. Captain Kessler argued with the penal colony admins, they wanted […]

Voyages of the Solomon Grundy The Setup Where it begins Maldiara-4 A mineral crammed rock fifty parsecs from nowhere, aptly named a black-hole in the arm-pit of the universe.  Maldiara-4 had two main features, a large penal colony and a planet-wide strip-mining facility worked by the inmates of the colony.  In its early days, Maldiara […]

Marrowshire — Precursor 3 Anvil Glade, south east of Marrowshire 3 Bells, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Borik Elfhire gasped, swinging his body out of the way of the giant iron pike that sizzled with furnace like heat.  The huge implement struck the rocky ground with a crash.  Regaining his balance, he glanced back […]

Marrowshire: Precursor 1 Yggdrasil Hall, Marrowshire 6 Bells, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Rubbing at his injured hand, Kas Torin Windsbane adjusted himself on the wooden bench in the front row of the broad stone meeting hall.  Around him, dozens of Marrowshire townsfolk buzzed like a hive of stinger bugs smacked with a stick. […]

Marrowshire Pilot Episode Tales of the Dulcet UnicornBy Will Greenway 22nd Bell, Leachday, 16th of PostHarvest, Year 1126 Kas Torin Windsbane braced against the bar counter, the bloody blade of a knife clutched in his fist. He gasped, feeling his heart thrum. He almost missed that block. The tattoo-faced attacker opposite him stood slack-jawed, aborting […]

Writing: Story and Story-telling By Will Greenway From the Narrative Innovation Workshop warm-up lecture In the previous article, Writing: Revising The Definition of Narrative we reviewed the meaning of narrative and what a writer’s interpretation of narrative should be. We differentiated between the stock definition of narrative and the story. Additionally, we established that ancient narratives were […]

Blood is never sweeter than when it is sucked from the gashed throat of a mewing victim… —Hethanon Chapter 3 The Dagger Stabs Deep “Move!” Wren stumbled forward as one of the rakes of the Dagger guild shoved her. The torch-lit corridor of Brethren Guild reeked of curdled blood, urine, and burned hair. Flaking lines […]

I have always had money. I rarely keep even a copper of what I steal. It is the danger, the risk, and the challenge that I crave. I know some day it will be the end of me, but at least I will have lived. —Grahm Tuffala Chapter 2 A Question of Flawed Strategy It […]

Writing: Narrative Layering By Will Greenway When portraying the human psyche in fiction the concept of layering is unavoidable. Humans are complex animals and our minds are never idle, continuing to process even when we sleep. Dreams are a raw example of our layers of thought and memory, haphazard tapestries of re-spun memories cast out […]

Psychedelic Electrons (Part 4 of 4) By Will Greenway Still straddling Brackham, Kath studied herself. Splashed in crimson, she probably looked like some blood-soaked spirit of vengeance.  The problem being, the blood was hers. The incessant tapping on the cylinder become a frantic pounding.  She glanced at it.  Who or what was in there?  A […]

Psychedelic Electrons (Part 3 of 4) By Will Greenway She climbed, letting Apollo step ahead with the key in case there was camera at the door.  As she ascended, Kath suppressed an urge to giggle.  She found the sensation unsettling.  What was happening to her? The Mortallis hummed in her mind.  It must be the […]

Psychedelic Electrons (Part 2 of 4) By Will Greenway New Angeles, 6 p.m. Wednesday, November 8th, 2079 Kath sat in the back of the van caressing the side of the M22A2 assault rifle.  The air smelled of lubricant, gun powder, plastique, and phosphorus.  Apollo knelt at the front of the compartment checking his equipment, each […]

Psychedelic Electrons (Part 1 of 4) By Will Greenway New Angeles, 10 a.m. Tuesday, November 7th, 2079 Polymer alloy humming in her bones, Kath sat up on the icy steel table and yanked the sterile-white blanket off her naked body.  The lab tech mumbled something about waiting but Kath ignored him, caught up in a […]

Writing: World Building, not just for genre writers By Will Greenway Overview When we see the term “world building”, many writers tend to associate this concept with genre fiction, specifically science fiction, fantasy, and often horror as well.  However, building a world is something that all fiction writers must do. Simply because your world is […]

Comics: Why Traditional Writers/Authors Should Care By Will Greenway Comic books, kid’s stuff, right? If you agreed with that statement, then some or all of these things apply to you: A, you haven’t been in a movie theater recently, B, you have some preconceived notion about comics, C, you’ve probably never actually read a comic […]

Motif In Violence By Will Greenway They called him Picasso; not because of his artistic talent but because anyone who crossed him ended up looking like one of the painter’s fragmented abstracts.  He was a blocky man with beefy arms and giant hands that had been gentle only twice in his wretched life.  Though he […]

Shadowless By Will Greenway Late afternoon in New Mexico, the blazing sun seemed to filter through me.  A breeze murmured in my ear as I scanned the arroyo’s rusty shades of orange and brown.  As I finished climbing the ridge, I took in Chaco’s red rock grandeur.  Then I noticed.  I didn’t have a shadow. […]

Pearls of Ecstasy By Will Greenway “They say orgasms cum better by the dozen.”  Maurie watched for a reaction from the woman sitting at the end of the bar.  An attractive woman, from what he could see through the poor light and eddies of smoke.  He couldn’t tell whether she found his statement amusing or […]

Penpal Will Greenway/John Morris Vlassivic drooled as a vampire’s dream on wheels beeped twice and pulled into the shopping mall parking lot.  He felt a visceral thrill as he read the blue letters emblazoned on the side— County Bloodmobile.  Vlassivic grinned, soon it would be time to make a withdrawal from the plasma bank— Ben […]

The unenlightened feel that death is the end of being. They are wrong, what they consider death, is merely an altering of one’s existence, a shifting from one state of consciousness to another. In fact, I have done extensive research in this area. For some reason, this appears to upset many beings. Some have gone […]

The worst part of immortality is not boredom. There is always something new to entertain. No, what makes immortality difficult, is a lack of goals to aspire to. You can’t kill your chief rivals, they just keep reforming. Conquering territory and mastering space holds the interest for a few millennia, but even that gets dry […]

Reality’s Plaything By Will Greenway …There are twelve states of being. The first order of being is Jek’Acho, a state of life and activity without organized thought. Insects and other living things that can act only in a predetermined fashion exist at the level of Jek’acho. The twelfth and highest order, Tan’Acho is perfect synchronicity […]

Gold Rush By Will Greenway Before the second mate charged, Llelderan saw him crouched in the corridor with his blacked vibro-dagger.  Without facing the crewman’s rush, the gold-skinned captain knew within a hairsbreadth where the weapon would strike.  Reading Garver’s mind he understood the pirate’s plan; to carve the control matrix from Llelderan’s forehead by […]

Hearts of Gold By Will Greenway All Atrius remembered was the sound of the blast and the impact as the force exploded against his skull.  His fuzzy recall could only bring back fragments beyond that chronon, the blurry image as the ground rushed up into his face and the delayed sensation of shock and pain.  […]

The Golden Memories By Will Greenway I awoke screaming, not recognizing my surroundings, not knowing when I’d come to be there.  My eyes ached in the brilliant sunlight, and I spit out the grit that had invaded my mouth.  I dragged my buried arms and legs free of the sand and sat up on the […]

Ebondawn By Will Greenway Imagine a morning when the sun failed to rise. Millions awaited the glimmering on the horizon that never came. Now, the world lives in twilight. Some call it the work of Satan, others God. A few cite aliens or rifts in the space/time continuum. Who’s right? I don’t know. I’m certain […]

Lifeline By Will Greenway Party goers pressing in around me, I stood on the veranda and realized I was alone. A teakwood guardrail kept people from toppling off and mingling with the rocks of La Jolla two hundred feet below. Smoke burned my eyes and the odor of alcohol tingled in my nose. I never […]

Greek To Me By Will Greenway I dangled over the cliff, only the will to live holding me suspended above the barnacle studded boulders.  Breakers lashed the rocks and night birds cried.  The granite grew moist under my hands as I tried again to pull myself to safety.  Muscles shuddering, I rose until I could […]

Naked Craze By Will Greenway The techs back at cyber-silicon called me a man obsessed and I was readying to prove it when I noticed her crawling through the snow.  Alone on the cornice, skis tuned sharp and legs tight, I blinked and studied the run again.  She wore strange buff-colored clothing and didn’t look […]

Thrill By Will Greenway Crystal clicked along the dingy lane, feeling cold stares on her back. She’d left her Chesterwood high-rise for a tense walk through the streets of bag-town. Flash a little gold jewelry and some spotless duralon and scags came to call. She took risks to get a rush and break out of […]

The Rod By Will Greenway On Aarlen’s eleventh birthday, Father gave her a sword and said by the time a year passed she would take a man’s life with it. Now, the bone-colored courtyard walls seemed to close around her. She gripped the sword’s hilt. The cool metal numbed her callused hand. The rankness of […]

The Eyes Have It by Will Greenway Eyes, Bayhrn loved eyes, brown, violet, and even red, but the most fascinating looked like pieces of a starry sky–black. Even more intriguing was the secretive gold-skinned girl with indigo hair to whom those eyes belonged. Leaned against the academy’s burbling water-clock in the foyer-du-majik, Bayhrn watched her […]

Stoic by Will Greenway Wordless, Freyah recorded the twentieth score-day of her stifling by notching the wood perimeter of the academy flower bed. Each mark tallied frustrated days, unable to laugh or say she loved her mother. Freyah set her gaze on the forest gate. A gust flicked her copper hair, chilling her pale freckled […]

Shadowless By Will Greenway Late afternoon in New Mexico, the blazing sun seemed to filter through me.  A breeze murmured in my ear as I scanned the arroyo’s rusty shades of orange and brown.  As I finished climbing the ridge, I took in Chaco’s red rock grandeur.  Then I noticed.  I didn’t have a shadow. […]

Pearls of Ecstasy By Will Greenway “They say orgasms cum better by the dozen.”  Maurie watched for a reaction from the woman sitting at the end of the bar.  An attractive woman, from what he could see through the poor light and eddies of smoke.  He couldn’t tell whether she found his statement amusing or […]

Lifeline By Will Greenway Party goers pressing in around me, I stood on the veranda and realized I was alone. A teakwood guardrail kept people from toppling off and mingling with the rocks of La Jolla two hundred feet below. Smoke burned my eyes and the odor of alcohol tingled in my nose. I never […]

Naked Craze By Will Greenway The techs back at cyber-silicon called me a man obsessed and I was readying to prove it when I noticed her crawling through the snow.  Alone on the cornice, skis tuned sharp and legs tight, I blinked and studied the run again.  She wore strange buff-colored clothing and didn’t look […]

[asa2 tpl=”Left_Review_Block”]B015ENT1MA[/asa2] Review of Pouraka Pouraka by Dianne Lynn Gardner is a young adult urban fantasy romance. That’s a lot of things, but I arrive at that like this: it’s young adults, romantically involved, who happen to be mer-people (fantasy) in a contemporary (urban) setting. When I do reviews, I feel the first item on […]

Ordering the Ring Realms The titles for the Realms books on Amazon need to be fixed and my publisher is besieged. So, for those who want an easy to follow list. Here they are in timeline order.  I currently have two books completed and pending release (noted below).   Raw List (Items in red unreleased, […]

[asa2 tplid=”12″]B017XDPEZC[/asa2] Review of  Ja’Hanna (Wildvine Series, Book 1) Ja’Hanna, the first book of the Wildvine series by Michelle Levigne is a lot of things.  It is a well-written pseudo science-urban-fantasy coming-of-age / romance.  I realize that’s quite a jumble but it tries to be all those things and couple besides. The story revolves around Dayree, […]

[asa2 tplid=”12″]B018ZVID4U[/asa2] Review of Demorn: Blade of Exile (The Asanti Series Book 1) Demorn: Blade of Exile by David Finn is a wild science-fantasy stream of consciousness that thrashes and dashes from one dimension-scape to another. This is not plodding fantasy, it is more like psychedelic prose-poetry that defies convention with a hardy kick in […]

[asa2 tplid=”12″]B018EJ8EJ2[/asa2] Review of Shining Ones: Legacy of the Sidhe  Shining Ones: Legacy of the Sidhe by Sanna Hines is an urban-fantasy mythology centered around the secret immortal descendants of the Tuatha dé Danann. The mythological aspects feel very authentic and the characters are diverse and realistically motivated. The antagonists of the story are a […]

Assets, Missions, and the fiance-seeking bombshell Dulcet Unicorn Inn, Marrowshire 10 Bells, 3rd of Brightmoon A contemplative look on his ruddy handsome features, Brysis Silverstone fingered the recently sharpened tip of a curving horn as he followed his girlfriend Naomi Elderbranch up the wooden steps, across the porch, and into the Dulcet Unicorn Inn.  The […]

Dulcet Unicorn, Western Arcade, Marrowshire 4 Bells, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Clothing torn and body aching, RoseA stumbled up the steps to the Dulcet Unicorn with the assistance of Master Skyweir. Exhausted didn’t begin to capture how she felt. Every iota of energy, mental, physical, and spiritual, was used up. She’d probably feel […]

Uglies Bumpin Entertainments Emporium, Western Arcade, Marrowshire Noon Bell, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Part 1 — Orcish Interlude Borik Elfhire stepped through the emporium doorway, expecting a funky smell or some kind of dank repulsive environment. To his surprise he found himself in a spotless stone chamber, the fragrance of goldwood burning in […]

Residence on Morrow Lane, South Hill, Marrowshire Mid-Morning Bell, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Brysys Silverstone fingered polish along the curved length of his nicely sharpened horns, admiring their brilliant ebony shine in the mirror. A little powder to lighten his faintly reddish skin and play down the sharpness of his angular features. He […]

The Garrin Cobble, Interkingdom Road, South of Marrowshire 2 Bells, Payday, 16th of Postharvest, Year 1126 The shrill cry of a guard whistle and the sudden lurch of the carriage brought RoseA alert, forcing her to catch hold of the cab door to prevent being dumped on the floor. She heard the draft horses nicker […]

Residence on Javelin Lane, South Hill, Marrowshire Morning Bell, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Valdegarde “Rhyval” Crowninshield stopped with the spoon half way to his mouth. Heart thumping, he probed the surroundings to catch a hint of what had made the cold chill go through him. Fried oat meal dripped back into the bowl […]

South of Yggdrasil Hall, North Hill, Marrowshire 5 Bells, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Duepicyou Shardstar was laboring up the winding lane toward the meeting hall when he heard a thin brittle scream. His six decade old heart, seasoned from three decades of adventuring, thudded in his chest as he oriented on the sound and […]

Marrowshire — Precursor 3 Anvil Glade, south east of Marrowshire 3 Bells, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Borik Elfhire gasped, swinging his body out of the way of the giant iron pike that sizzled with furnace like heat.  The huge implement struck the rocky ground with a crash.  Regaining his balance, he glanced back […]

Marrowshire: Precursor 1 Yggdrasil Hall, Marrowshire 6 Bells, Payday, 17th of Postharvest, Year 1126 Rubbing at his injured hand, Kas Torin Windsbane adjusted himself on the wooden bench in the front row of the broad stone meeting hall.  Around him, dozens of Marrowshire townsfolk buzzed like a hive of stinger bugs smacked with a stick. […]

Marrowshire Pilot Episode Tales of the Dulcet UnicornBy Will Greenway 22nd Bell, Leachday, 16th of PostHarvest, Year 1126 Kas Torin Windsbane braced against the bar counter, the bloody blade of a knife clutched in his fist. He gasped, feeling his heart thrum. He almost missed that block. The tattoo-faced attacker opposite him stood slack-jawed, aborting […]

Blood is never sweeter than when it is sucked from the gashed throat of a mewing victim… —Hethanon Chapter 3 The Dagger Stabs Deep “Move!” Wren stumbled forward as one of the rakes of the Dagger guild shoved her. The torch-lit corridor of Brethren Guild reeked of curdled blood, urine, and burned hair. Flaking lines […]

I have always had money. I rarely keep even a copper of what I steal. It is the danger, the risk, and the challenge that I crave. I know some day it will be the end of me, but at least I will have lived. —Grahm Tuffala Chapter 2 A Question of Flawed Strategy It […]

A Ring  Realms Novel: Savant’s Blood Series Book 1: Shadow of the Avatar By Will Greenway Our children can make us mighty warriors or reduce us to bawling infants. They give us strength in times of trial, and leave us kittens in times of frustration. My babies are no different… —Euriel Idundaughter-Kergatha Prologue Separation Atop […]

Penpal Will Greenway/John Morris Vlassivic drooled as a vampire’s dream on wheels beeped twice and pulled into the shopping mall parking lot.  He felt a visceral thrill as he read the blue letters emblazoned on the side— County Bloodmobile.  Vlassivic grinned, soon it would be time to make a withdrawal from the plasma bank— Ben […]

The unenlightened feel that death is the end of being. They are wrong, what they consider death, is merely an altering of one’s existence, a shifting from one state of consciousness to another. In fact, I have done extensive research in this area. For some reason, this appears to upset many beings. Some have gone […]

The worst part of immortality is not boredom. There is always something new to entertain. No, what makes immortality difficult, is a lack of goals to aspire to. You can’t kill your chief rivals, they just keep reforming. Conquering territory and mastering space holds the interest for a few millennia, but even that gets dry […]

Reality’s Plaything By Will Greenway …There are twelve states of being. The first order of being is Jek’Acho, a state of life and activity without organized thought. Insects and other living things that can act only in a predetermined fashion exist at the level of Jek’acho. The twelfth and highest order, Tan’Acho is perfect synchronicity […]

Hearts of Gold By Will Greenway All Atrius remembered was the sound of the blast and the impact as the force exploded against his skull.  His fuzzy recall could only bring back fragments beyond that chronon, the blurry image as the ground rushed up into his face and the delayed sensation of shock and pain.  […]

The Golden Memories By Will Greenway I awoke screaming, not recognizing my surroundings, not knowing when I’d come to be there.  My eyes ached in the brilliant sunlight, and I spit out the grit that had invaded my mouth.  I dragged my buried arms and legs free of the sand and sat up on the […]

Greek To Me By Will Greenway I dangled over the cliff, only the will to live holding me suspended above the barnacle studded boulders.  Breakers lashed the rocks and night birds cried.  The granite grew moist under my hands as I tried again to pull myself to safety.  Muscles shuddering, I rose until I could […]

The Rod By Will Greenway On Aarlen’s eleventh birthday, Father gave her a sword and said by the time a year passed she would take a man’s life with it. Now, the bone-colored courtyard walls seemed to close around her. She gripped the sword’s hilt. The cool metal numbed her callused hand. The rankness of […]

The Eyes Have It by Will Greenway Eyes, Bayhrn loved eyes, brown, violet, and even red, but the most fascinating looked like pieces of a starry sky–black. Even more intriguing was the secretive gold-skinned girl with indigo hair to whom those eyes belonged. Leaned against the academy’s burbling water-clock in the foyer-du-majik, Bayhrn watched her […]

Stoic by Will Greenway Wordless, Freyah recorded the twentieth score-day of her stifling by notching the wood perimeter of the academy flower bed. Each mark tallied frustrated days, unable to laugh or say she loved her mother. Freyah set her gaze on the forest gate. A gust flicked her copper hair, chilling her pale freckled […]

[asa2 tpl=”Left_Review_Block”]B01AQW1S2U[/asa2] Review of Watership Watership by Jenna Whittaker is a genesis post-apocalyptic science-fiction narrative. If you were looking for a book about rabbits, which is the first thing I thought at seeing the title, that book is written by Richard Adams and is Watership Down. There are no rabbits in this book. What is […]

Ordering the Ring Realms The titles for the Realms books on Amazon need to be fixed and my publisher is besieged. So, for those who want an easy to follow list. Here they are in timeline order.  I currently have two books completed and pending release (noted below).   Raw List (Items in red unreleased, […]

[asa2 tplid=”12″]B017XDPEZC[/asa2] Review of  Ja’Hanna (Wildvine Series, Book 1) Ja’Hanna, the first book of the Wildvine series by Michelle Levigne is a lot of things.  It is a well-written pseudo science-urban-fantasy coming-of-age / romance.  I realize that’s quite a jumble but it tries to be all those things and couple besides. The story revolves around Dayree, […]

[asa2 tplid=”12″]B018ZVID4U[/asa2] Review of Demorn: Blade of Exile (The Asanti Series Book 1) Demorn: Blade of Exile by David Finn is a wild science-fantasy stream of consciousness that thrashes and dashes from one dimension-scape to another. This is not plodding fantasy, it is more like psychedelic prose-poetry that defies convention with a hardy kick in […]

I lean back against a crate. My voice echoes through the cargo dock. “—And there I was… face-to-face with the biggest, ugliest, queen crab of all time. I don’t know how many of the little freaks I had to kill to get to her… but there she was. Hunched over our power converter and ready […]

The victs have the Doc, and they’re still ahead of us.  They’re down two men though. The thing that worries me as we head to the lift is that they’ve got guns now.  In the back of my head, I’m still wonderin about that punk’s words, ‘they’re all over your ship’. Was the pain makin […]

Screaming, I really don’t much like screaming—especially if I’m the one doing it. I hear screaming and whatever is doing it just—ain’t—right. My heart is pounding all a sudden. I know Felix is up around the turn in the corridor. I don’t know if he’s killed something and it’s making that noise. He can’t be […]

This situation looked bad.  Ship screwed up.  Power down.  Convicts loose.  Men injured. Our one and only medical doctor is a prisoner. Hell-in-a-handbasket was taking on a new meaning.  Oh yeah, and we were going to take the rap for the captain’s favorite collectibles drifting out of the conning bay. Great, just frellin… great. Shaking […]

I’m standing in the corridor, a cold mist chillin my legs and still can’t believe it. Part of our cargo had gotten up and walked away. Worse yet it had walked out and fragged the control mechanism on the air seal for the pod access. Didn’t we have enough trouble? We’re dead in frikkin space. […]

The ship is a mess.  Power is down.  Crewmen are freakin.  Drek is scattered everywhere.  My head hurts, my ears ache, I’m bleedin, and I’m even more disagreeable than normal.  Still, I got a job to do.  Juju only knows if we can get home, no power means no jump, no life support and… oh […]

Spit. Spit. Spit.  The damn ship is fallin apart.  The whole ship is twitchin, I can hear metal groaning under stress. My heart is slamming my ribs and blood is poundin in my temples as I stagger toward the main cargo bay.  I can feel the change in air pressure makin my ears pop. We’re […]

We set down on Maldiara-4 in the middle of one of the biggest penal colonies in the human owned territories.  The place stank.  So did the situation.  Victs were screamin to get out, the ground was shakin, and the admins were cutting every corner they could to save a bean or two. The plan was […]

Leavin Maldiara-4, it would be a three hop jaunt to Denar-5.  I didn’t envy those victs we had in storage.  Denar-5 was, if possible, a worse dung-heap than Maldiara; not to mention freakin cold.  Those sorry buggers would be lucky if they ever thawed out. Captain Kessler argued with the penal colony admins, they wanted […]

Voyages of the Solomon Grundy The Setup Where it begins Maldiara-4 A mineral crammed rock fifty parsecs from nowhere, aptly named a black-hole in the arm-pit of the universe.  Maldiara-4 had two main features, a large penal colony and a planet-wide strip-mining facility worked by the inmates of the colony.  In its early days, Maldiara […]

Psychedelic Electrons (Part 4 of 4) By Will Greenway Still straddling Brackham, Kath studied herself. Splashed in crimson, she probably looked like some blood-soaked spirit of vengeance.  The problem being, the blood was hers. The incessant tapping on the cylinder become a frantic pounding.  She glanced at it.  Who or what was in there?  A […]

Psychedelic Electrons (Part 3 of 4) By Will Greenway She climbed, letting Apollo step ahead with the key in case there was camera at the door.  As she ascended, Kath suppressed an urge to giggle.  She found the sensation unsettling.  What was happening to her? The Mortallis hummed in her mind.  It must be the […]

Psychedelic Electrons (Part 2 of 4) By Will Greenway New Angeles, 6 p.m. Wednesday, November 8th, 2079 Kath sat in the back of the van caressing the side of the M22A2 assault rifle.  The air smelled of lubricant, gun powder, plastique, and phosphorus.  Apollo knelt at the front of the compartment checking his equipment, each […]

Psychedelic Electrons (Part 1 of 4) By Will Greenway New Angeles, 10 a.m. Tuesday, November 7th, 2079 Polymer alloy humming in her bones, Kath sat up on the icy steel table and yanked the sterile-white blanket off her naked body.  The lab tech mumbled something about waiting but Kath ignored him, caught up in a […]

Motif In Violence By Will Greenway They called him Picasso; not because of his artistic talent but because anyone who crossed him ended up looking like one of the painter’s fragmented abstracts.  He was a blocky man with beefy arms and giant hands that had been gentle only twice in his wretched life.  Though he […]

Gold Rush By Will Greenway Before the second mate charged, Llelderan saw him crouched in the corridor with his blacked vibro-dagger.  Without facing the crewman’s rush, the gold-skinned captain knew within a hairsbreadth where the weapon would strike.  Reading Garver’s mind he understood the pirate’s plan; to carve the control matrix from Llelderan’s forehead by […]

Hearts of Gold By Will Greenway All Atrius remembered was the sound of the blast and the impact as the force exploded against his skull.  His fuzzy recall could only bring back fragments beyond that chronon, the blurry image as the ground rushed up into his face and the delayed sensation of shock and pain.  […]

Ebondawn By Will Greenway Imagine a morning when the sun failed to rise. Millions awaited the glimmering on the horizon that never came. Now, the world lives in twilight. Some call it the work of Satan, others God. A few cite aliens or rifts in the space/time continuum. Who’s right? I don’t know. I’m certain […]

Thrill By Will Greenway Crystal clicked along the dingy lane, feeling cold stares on her back. She’d left her Chesterwood high-rise for a tense walk through the streets of bag-town. Flash a little gold jewelry and some spotless duralon and scags came to call. She took risks to get a rush and break out of […]

Greek To Me By Will Greenway I dangled over the cliff, only the will to live holding me suspended above the barnacle studded boulders.  Breakers lashed the rocks and night birds cried.  The granite grew moist under my hands as I tried again to pull myself to safety.  Muscles shuddering, I rose until I could […]

Naked Craze By Will Greenway The techs back at cyber-silicon called me a man obsessed and I was readying to prove it when I noticed her crawling through the snow.  Alone on the cornice, skis tuned sharp and legs tight, I blinked and studied the run again.  She wore strange buff-colored clothing and didn’t look […]