I drew my stories before I ever thought to write. Then I realized I could create richer and more viv...
Hi everyone!
Normally, I wouldn't be so quick to churn out another update, but this is something exciting worth mentioning.
JF Dubeau and Paul Inman, who both host the Inkshares-centric podcast called WriteBrain, dropped some generous words about my novel. Thanks, guys!
If you click here, you can listen to the podcast. They discuss it around the 23-minute mark, but the whole podcast is worth listening to.
JF has a novel being published through Inkshares that will be on shelves (both virtual and physical) on March 1st called The Life Engineered. He is also currently funding another novel called A God in the Shed. I have loved everything I've read in both of these books, so they're worth checking out.
Paul also has a novel publishing through Inkshares called Ageless that will hit shelves on May 3rd. Just like JF, he's in the middle of another campaign to fund a novel called Motor City Chronicles. He's a very talented sci-fi/fantasy writer, so if you enjoy that genre, both are a great read.
In the podcast, they mention another novel called Disintegration by Steve Soldwedel. This guy is going the distance for 750, and he wrote a brilliant space fantasy novel in the vein of the Alien movies. It would be great to see him get funded.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again -- there is a lot of talent on Inkshares, so if you want to expand your horizons beyond The Inhabitants (after you've already pre-ordered it, of course), it's worth exploring what's out there.
Thanks for reading.
Have a great night, and happy dreaming!
Corporal Macaluso preferred to kill someone intimately; he found guns too impersonal. Knives were better, but hands were best. He was a big human—tall and broad—and he was always well-prepared to fight. He was decked in a light exo-suit with armored mitts that increased the power of his punches by a factor of ten.
He tackled one of the Confederates as he materialized and wrenched the corren's helmet from his head. With one punch, he collapsed the man's face. For good measure, he kept punching until he cracked the corren's skull and ruptured his scalp.
The Confederate's brains oozed out onto the floor like porridge from a broken bowl.