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Major change to Spacefarer

After much soul searching, research and conversations I came to a determination that Spacefarer: Fanatic’s Bane should change.

I wrote the entire novel in present tense. I like present tense because it does give a feeling of immediacy but the form is really better suited to novella or short story lengths I’m finding. There were things in a novel length tale that became a bit unwieldy using present tense.

For example, it is easier to build up tension or insert a feeling that there is a lack of surety to the characters actions when you’re not living in the eternal now with them. It’s much easier to break away from action with past tense as well.

Besides, all my reading and research shows a hard bias toward reading in past tense in the Science Fiction & Fantasy genre’s fan base. I know most of the fiction I have read in my life is past tense and come to think of it, I really can’t think of a SF&F story that used present tense that I’ve read (and believe me I read a LOT).

So this necessitates me going back to the beginning of Fanatic’s Bane and not just proofing and editing but completely rewriting just about everything to make sure I have a consistent tense throughout. Lots of work but I think it will allow me to make a more enjoyable story. This also means that my original desire to release the first Spacefarer novel in the first quarter of 2016 is probably going out the window.  I don’t write full time so can only dedicate so much time to writing each week. I hope to have the novel finished by mid year.

Stay tuned.


New episodic horror in process

I’m currently working on a new effort. It is a group of horror stories with an apocalyptic theme.

I’m calling the collection:  Righteous

This will be episodic fiction consisting of short stories probably between 5,000 and 10,000 words but if the tale requires more length, it will get it.

Here’s the concept:

According to Jewish legend, there are in each generation 36 righteous humans, the Lamed Vavnik, who prevent the rest of us from being destroyed. Through their extraordinary good deeds and their love of the divine spark, they save the world over and over again. They’re not famous saints, though. They go about their business anonymously, and no one knows how crucial they are to our well-being.
Combine that with an apocalypse where the Earth has been transformed into the first circle of Hell and monsters/demons and all manner of evil stalks the world. Demons scour the world trying to find and destroy all the Lamedvavnik.

I came up with this idea because I’m rather tired of the zombie apocalypse theme. I want to bring more monsters to the table and focus on the effects on the people involved rather than just pain survival against a shambling army of the undead. Will there be zombies? Probably but not what we’re used to seeing.  I plan to take more of a Stephen King approach of normal people caught in unnatural circumstances and follow them as they deal with it and each other. The apocalypse should be important but not center stage in the drama.

Since there are 36 righteous humans in the legend, there will eventually be 36 stories. I intend to publish them piecemeal on this site for FREE and eventually gather all of them together into a book/e-book when all 36 are complete.

Episode 1 is underway…. first monster: Hell Hounds.

I’ve got a word count tracker on the blog page and once I’m done and edited it will appear here. Look for it and announcements on Facebook and Twitter.


Just a taste of the opening lines to give the feel:

The apocalypse arrived without fanfare and with the dawn on April 1st.
It sounds like a joke but when Satan himself shouts April Fools it’s pretty serious.
Anyone who has ever lived near the sea has heard the old adage: red sky at morning, sailors take warning. On April 1st the sky certainly turned red. It looked like blood was flowing, up along the shafts of sunlight, over the horizon until the entire sky was a wavering red color. The sun dimmed behind the bloody pall until it appeared to be nothing more than a dull cinder barely shedding enough light, even at noon, to give the appearance of deep twilight. That’s when the gates of Hell opened on the Earth.



Blinding light erupted from the pages

Blinding light erupted from the pages

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He didn’t know why he stepped into the shabby bookstore. It was filthy and jammed with moldering books all the way to its water stained ceiling. Some inescapable need forced his hand to push the door open.
The door clicked behind him. A gentle breeze, seemingly from nowhere, swirled around him.
Lying in the corner, forgotten and ignored, a book moved on its own. Pages fluttered, then blinding light erupted from the pages.

“Welcome Master,” the unearthly voice boomed through the shop.