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Writing Progress

After five days I’m 5,841 words into my new novella. An average of 1,168 words, give or take a decimal.

Holy crap.

Last week I was lucky to get in five hundred words a day. I think I caught on to a nice formula of writing. Here’s hoping I can do just as well next week.

Writing Progress: FINISHED!

The short story I was working on, The Species of Rivals, is now complete at 10,028 words. Which was 28 words over my goal.

Not too bad. Now to get it edited, then I can do the second draft.

For Those Going to SDCC…

SDCC being the San Diego Comic Con, mind you!

Sofawolf Press will be at ComicCon, their booth # is 1236.  They will have Dungeons & Denizens volumes 1 and 2 and the first Carpe Diem trade paperback.

The convention starts Thursday July 22nd. If you’re going be sure to stop by and purchase a few copies of my books. If they sell well, you bet they’ll start carrying them to all the conventions they attend.

I Write Like Him? Where are My Royalties?

I write like Chuck Palahniuk

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

New on Smashwords: Wish Fulfillment

I have a new short story this month for you readers. Wish Fulfillment. Now edited and better than ever.

When Caleb finds a genie in his living room, he soon learns the do’s and don’ts of wishes.

As the usual gift to my loyal readers, until August 8th you can download it for free. Just use the coupon code FE94K on checkout.

Some Irish Wisdom

Drink is the greatest curse of the country. It makes you quarrel with your neighbors. It makes you shoot at your landlord, and it makes you miss.

The Internet’s Over? Say It Ain’t So!

According to Prince, the Internet’s completely done.

Uhm, no it’s not, Prince. The Internet’s just begun. With ebooks, digital downloads, webcomics, and more and more websites being created for businesses to join the businesses that already exist online (Amazon, anyone? PayPal? iTunes?) the Internet is not done.

Methinks Prince is going about fighting Internet piracy the wrong way.

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Tales of Gunvor: Lost

Gunvor was lost in the cold, dark depths of the mountain. How could the minotaur have gotten separated from the blacksmith? He could hear the human calling out to him, but the guts of the mountain distorted the sound, twisting it, making it echo everywhere around him. And the smell…the rot of decay, the stink of it filling his nostrils, making him unable to catch his friend’s scent. There were dead things here, and perhaps some things living that were best left alone and not encountered.

The candle he held cast a feeble glow, barely giving him enough light to see, but his instincts told him this might be the only good thing out of this terrifying experience. He probably wouldn’t want to see the terrors that lurked behind every shadow, but he also wouldn’t want the wick to go out. Even if it meant the light might attract unwanted attention.

That, in his opinion, would be a very bad thing. Almost as bad as not having any light.

A natural bridge came into view of the candlelight, and from what he could see it spanned across a chasm that was perhaps bottomless, but fortunately it was wide enough for him to cross, his hooves clacking dully on the stone surface. What might lay ahead of him? More danger? The friends the blacksmith spoke of, or their corpses? He’d seen dead bodies–he saw too many when he was forced to flee his home and everyone he loved or die at the hands of the kundalini–but the thought of having to see any corpses inside this cold, dark mountain filled him with a chilling dread down to his bones.

What if there were things here that could cut even his hide? As a minotaur, his skin was tough as armor, but even armor could be damaged. He didn’t want to be damaged. Where was the blacksmith? Was he dead? Hurt? Or worse? What could be worse than death, he wasn’t quite sure, but he was very sure he never wanted to know.

His first mistake was daring to call out for the blacksmith.

His second mistake was failing to look over his shoulder.

Gift Giving Time!

With the new look for my webcomics, the new site graveyardgreg.com, and 300 followers on Twitter, I think I should give something away.

So, for all my lovely readers of fiction, go on over to Smashwords.com and grab the short story The Species of Alone. Use the coupon code YT63V during checkout to get it for free. Don’t wait too long, though, as the coupon expires on the 21st of this month!

Have a good weekend!

New things!

Gaming Guardians, Dungeons & Denizens, and one other webcomic have been redesigned! The current page of Gaming Guardians shall henceforth mark the occasion where we moved away from KeenSpot and out into the open world.

KeenSpot changed its terms of service, and while we have nothing but respect for the Spot, we felt it was time to move out and back on our own.  It’s scary, but we’ve got a brand new look and we’re powered by ComicPress. The best thing of all? You can now navigate the archives by STORYLINE.

AWESOME!

Have a nice weekend! I’ll post something very cool tomorrow for interested parties.