A Belated Update

It’s been said, more than once, that I’m not all that great at promoting myself. I am, first and foremost, a writer. I like writing, and everything else about this job, it isn’t always as exciting to me. If I had my druthers, I would just stay home, write, and collect checks. But that’s not how it works, and it’s not as if I hate promoting myself. I’m just not great at it. But I do have stuff coming up and some updates to give. Let’s get to it.


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Ladies’ Night (short fiction)

Super Janine


Dementra, Warrior Queen of Galadron, sat on my couch, applying nail polish. “And then, the Lords of Chaos challenged me to a battle to the death for my crown. Can you believe that? Of course, I had no choice but to accept, and it was glorious. I strangled the lives from them with my bare hands. Just to make a point. Then I took my King to the bedchamber and made savage love under the waning light of the four moons.”

“I can totally see you doing that,” I said.

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Love Song (short fiction)

“Will I see you again?” he asked.


She should’ve lied, but it wasn’t in her nature.

“But I love you,” he said.

“You don’t love me. You love what you think I am.” She pulled away from him and looked out the window at the ocean lapping the beach below.

“That’s not true.”

“It is. Because it’s true for me too.” She closed her eyes. She didn’t want to look at him. This had gone too far. It’d only been a fling, and she tried telling herself it still was. But she cared for him. She might have even loved him. She wasn’t sure because it was such a strange idea.

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Luna of Throx (short fiction)

Luna Gutierrez was in the middle of a meeting when time stopped. Everyone else in the room sat frozen. Henderson’s coffee mug teetered on the edge of the table, about to be knocked off by his careless elbow. Rogers was leaning back in his chair, teetering dangerously close to falling over. And all Chow’s folders were about to spill out of her arms and across the floor.

Tingles ran through Luna’s body as she was transported halfway across the universe in a flash. She’d grown accustomed to the unpleasantness of the journey. Hadn’t thrown up in years. Nonetheless, a bucket bearer stood by the transport machine in case she should need it. She waved him off.

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