Things proceed apace, as they are wont to do in this life. Words pile up, paragraph by paragraph, page by page, and it never seems to be enough. Worse, they never seem quite right. But still, things proceed. There’s probably a lesson there, but…eh. (more…)
It’s Saturday, and I feel like selling some books. Interested in some late 19th century escapades? What about a deadly duel atop the Eiffel Tower? An attempted coup in a country teetering on the edge of revolution? Alien conspiracies? Enough literary Easter eggs to choke a rabbit?
If any of that sounds like your sort of thing, then you should check out either (or both) of the two books below.
The Other Log of Phileas Fogg was only the beginning!
It is 1889 and Phileas Fogg has settled into a life of quiet sequestration in the rural idyll of his family estate with his wife and children. The millenia-old conflict which once threatened to consume him is over and done. Or so he thought. But when an old foe disrupts his peaceful retirement, seeking his aid against an enemy which threatens them both, Fogg finds himself once more thrown into the white-hot crucible of war.
Now, with his loved ones under threat of death, and accompanied by the unpredictable colonel who has been described as the second most dangerous man in London, Fogg must dare the dangers of the City of Light in order to uncover the deadly secrets hidden beneath the streets of Paris. And as the wonders of the Exposition Universelle unfold around him and the air quivers with the impossible reverberation of nine great clangings, Fogg must plunge into the shadowed depths of the Parisian catacombs on the trail of his phantom enemy…
1889. The war of shadows is over, but a new and more deadly conflict has begun in the Central European country of Ruritania. A conflict which threatens to consume the few remaining survivors of the millennia-old struggle between Eridaneans and Capelleans, including Phileas Fogg.
Drawn to the city of Streslau by a mysterious letter, Fogg finds himself accused of a crime he didn’t commit and caught between old allies and new enemies in a struggle for survival. On the run and aided only by the unpredictable Count of Hentzau, Fogg must exert every iota of his famed intellect in order to unravel the mystery of the Heart of Osra – or face the utter annihilation of Eridaneans and Capelleans alike!
By the end of 2016, I will have written thirty-one novels, twenty-four of which have been published (and three of which never will be). I have three novels commissioned for 2017, with a possible two others to be added to that schedule.
It’s fine. This is fine. I can do this. (more…)
October is almost over, and I haven’t watched a single monster movie. I really need to rectify that. Tell you what – come back on Friday, and maybe we’ll watch one together. In other news, I have works in progress to discuss. (more…)
Why was I numbering these again? Anyway, fresh start. No numbers. Mostly because I lost count, and I don’t feel like making the (admittedly minor) effort to check back through the entries to see where I left off. (more…)
Get it? Aaron Blur? Like Burr. Aaron Burr. Third vice president of the United States. Shot Alexander Hamilton. No? Isn’t there like a musical or something now? Was that a thing? Anyway, I thought that’d be a perfect super-type name. Aaron Blur, Fastest Politician Alive.
Look, I’m having a weird day, okay? Forget it. On to the weekly update. (more…)
I started working on my fourth novel of the year this past Sunday. After I finish it, I have two more to write before the end of the year. Because I’ve got bills and this is how I pays ’em. (more…)