7 Years to Remember


It’s been a bit since I posted, but I’m back for the moment, and I have a new book out!

The Forgotten Mask” is the start of a new series, called Temple Theater, but it’s also one of the oldest books I’m publishing. I wrote most of the novel in 2014, but only finished the draft in spring 2021.

Why is that?

The book didn’t take seven years of WRITING time, and no, I didn’t revise it completely at any point, though I’ve done so with other books before.

Why leave a book on the shelf for so long?

This first book of Temple Theater and the premise of steampunk fantasy really interests me. Gods and monsters, magic and machines. I dig that vibe.

I did at the time of beginning the book in 2014 too.

When I started Temple Theater I still planned to submit to publishers, rather than independently releasing books. I wrote 50,000 words and stopped because (If I recall) I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to build up to a huge finale over another 50k, but something stopped me.

That’s the little voice I now associate with my thoughtful side. I don’t consider the voice to be part of over-thinking, it’s about actually having thoughts. I often push that voice away, but when there’s a problem with a writing project it always prompts me to consider what the real issue is, often stopping my progress in making new words.

Well, earlier this year I figured out why that part of me stopped writing the book in 2014.

I’d been closer to the end than I thought.

So if you ever want to see what a book that took seven years to write reads like, here is a link to the ebook on Amazon.com: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B099X4J3JB. It will be out in print on all major on-demand platforms soon.

In spring I added 10,000 words or so. With some serious editing I tuned the whole novel. And now, it’s done. It’s out, and I’m working on the sequel.

And here I go waxing on, when I should be writng.

Thanks for reading, folks.

Stay safe.

I’ll write again soon.


Setting Storm: Seos and Shelled

A world dominated by ash and dust. A shelled species. And steam driven giants.

Barbaric humans roam the wilds in search of water while the shelled wage war over vast regions of the globe. The shelled wield mighty weapons and dominate the planet’s resources. Humanity struggles through the chaos created by these wars and weapons, with no chance of mounting their own resistance against either side of this massive war.

That is, until a young woman discovers the ancient war machine Seos, one of several gargantuan mechanical men with artificial minds long dormant for lack of fuel. Once powered by a small band of barbarians, Seos provides the means to fight back against the shelled.

As humanity marches toward freedom the shelled begin to see them as a threat and respond with legions of advanced weapons. Seos and the other giants are running on steam instead of the advanced power cells they were originally designed to use, but the humans are determined and there is no going back from their insurrection.

Can humanity win the day? And what will be the cost?

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Thought for the day: Politics can inform art and science, but do not mistake it for art or science.

Album of the day: Skyforger by Amorphis
For some reason I feel as though I’ve mentioned this one before. I’m listening to it this morning, and looking back through 70+ blog posts isn’t on my agenda this morning. Anyway, it’s an excellent black metal album, and not as dark as most in the subgenre. It’s got some great clean vocals and tells an interesting story from the Finnish folk epic the Kalavela. I’ve been listening to Amorphis for five years or so and this is my favorite of theirs.

Angst is a Steampunk Robot

I’ve been assembling some Warmachine miniatures recently. For those who don’t know, Warmachine is a wargame by Privateer Press which features giant robots controlled by wizards smacking the crap out of each other. It’s interesting as a game, but it took me a lot of time to get into it from Warhammer 40,000 primarily thanks to one thing: conversions.

In Warhammer 40,000 there is room to modify the miniatures and make stuff new. I call that conversions. To some degree, Warmachine lacks this potential because of the more precise rules. I could make this clearer: In Warhammmer I made a greater daemon shaped like a dog, composed of ten smaller dogs and some huge worms. In Warmachine a model that different wouldn’t be playable as anything in the game. I’ve built a lot of modified miniatures, and for some time its been the most fun I’ve had. Not all of them are as out-there as my dog daemon. Even when I decided I wanted to play Warmachine, I fought with myself for a while without the option to mod stuff so extensively.

Perhaps this goes back to one of my underlying personality quirks. I want to be different from other people. I don’t want my art to resemble other peoples’ art. I want to be unusual, and I want to be exceptional. As far as I remember have I always wanted this stuff, going back to being a child. Like many wants this urge to be unique has been difficult from time to time. What’s more, I’m sure many creative people feel this way. On one level that annoys me, because I’m less unique. On another level, it’s very helpful because with that known I can avoid being alone because other people are somewhat more understandable.

In my case, its probably better to accept that nothing I do will be wholly unique. And then I can build magic steampunk robots without guilt.

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Thought for the day: If life is a race why do we become sad some people finish early?

Animal of the day: Vulture
Because scavenging is a necessary part of life.

Yesterday’s Words:
“I promise I won’t bore you further.” Mosam circled his heart with his finger and smiled.
“You do that too?” Dara asked. “Yajain here was the only person I’ve seen make that gesture before.”

Album of the Day: In Keeping of Silent Earth Three by Coheed and Cambria
Coheed and Cambria is a pretty nutty band. This is their second album, and a favorite of mine. This band is a concept band, but as a writer I see the concept as being so far off its rocker I can simple enjoy the music. Still, can’t fault folks for trying, and the stories get better in the later albums in my opinion.