I Speak With the Tongue of a Thousand White-Hot Lies!

No, no, over there, at Penumbra's blog!

Why yes, that is a guest blog from your truly, talking about great writers--as in, like, Great Writers.

So while I try to figure out what the hell the point is in the Boxtrolls post I have saved in my drafts, head on over there and find out who I think are Great Writers. (At least one of them should not be a surprise to anyone who's read this blog for any length of time ...)

All right, y'all, my long short story, "The Curator's Job," is up at GigaNotoSaurus!

This is another story about Corwyn and Gwen Teachout, lady adventurers for hire ... except it's rather early in their career. ^[1] Here, I'll give you a teaser quote:

“I think if you want to see her stop playing and kill you all like it’s a job, you take me out there,” Corwyn said with a grunt, then brought her boot down, hard, into his foot.

The story is also available on the website for download in EPUB and MOBI formats, for your e-reading pleasure.

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^{1 [back]}This one takes place before "The Drowned Man" (a link to which you can find in my sidebar), and you don't need to read one to read the other (though you should totally read both!  And then go read the vignettes on the blog that are also conveniently linked on my sidebar!  It's Labor Day--have a marathon read of my work!)

I have a story up for Halloween on the other blog, so if you're in the mood, feel free to pop over and read it. (Hell, if you don't want to read it, just pop over and make my site stats go up.)