A sale – a story – and a surprise?

Well, that went by fast. I knew it was getting close, but it was still a bit of a shock when Facebook reminded me yesterday that a full year had passed since I released the first book – the 20-year project – of the Changelings saga. It also marked the nine months since I’ve blogged with any […]

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Hunted

I heard this wild cry of terror, as though hounds howled against the night. The plain, Mag Mell, was empty – stripped of all lore, all magic and life – and Niamh Golden Hair’s curses rang in my ears. I would rue the day I had turned from her cause, she had said. As the […]

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Warning: Here be Splinters

A: Did you know that the De Havilland Mosquito was made of wood – plywood, balsa and birch? D: I do recall something of that nature. If I remember correctly, that is why I had no interest in flying in one of them. A: So, the immediacy of the war, death, danger and the fact […]

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I solemnly swear. . .

D: You are never up to any good. A: Yes, I am. I’m up to researching-good. D: Researching-good? Never mind your abhorrent abuse of words, I thought this was going to be about resolutions. A: Yeah, that ship could have docked last week. If it had, I was going to mention something about organization, staying […]

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