Pyre & Ice, now live!

I am happy to announce that my novella Pyre & Ice has launched on Amazon, in both Kindle and Paperback editions. This is a prequel to the short Under a Wayward Sun in Tuscany Bay Books' Planetary: Earth anthology. Walking on the surface of Saturn's moon. Current Terran Fleet guidelines require full-body cryosuits to be… Continue reading Pyre & Ice, now live!

Pre-Modern Ironsmithing (Again)

This is the second post of the Ironsmithing set from the Unmitigated Pedantry blog: it's a week late because the original blogger split Pt. 4 into two sections. So without further ado, here are parts III, IVa, and IVb. https://acoup.blog/2020/10/02/collections-iron-how-did-they-make-it-part-iii-hammer-time/ https://acoup.blog/2020/10/09/collections-iron-how-did-they-make-it-part-iva-steel-yourself/ https://acoup.blog/2020/10/16/collections-iron-how-did-they-make-it-part-ivb-work-hardening-or-hardly-working/

Beyond the Alpha-Beta-Gammas, Part 1: Dalrock and the Aristotelian Mean

In which the manosphere and GQ are both wrong.

Sourcing Villainy for your Villains (The Problem of Evil)

"One of the most important things that an author should know in order to write good and even great stories, readers and future writers, is that evil in fact exists."

Two Proposals: Courtesy of TWHHAK (Things We Have Heard And Known)

It isn't politically correct, but if true, these proposals will be validated for all male and female human characters, respectively, and resonate with the disproportionately human Reading Public.

H/T to Cane Caldo.

The Final Sunday In Ordinary Time

The familiar carol's paradigm downshifted like McQueen and floored it, and I realized what the shepherds saw that had them "sore afraid."  

The Jumpgates of Our Star: Part Five

"Good reflexes," Hazard thought: "just the sort Sarge appreciated when the brain behind them could keep up."

The Jumpgates of Our Star: Part Four

He checked his Kruger in its holster. It felt good in his grip. 'No', he told himself. 'Not just yet. Not yet.'

The Jumpgates of Our Star: Part Three

A brilliant light threw their shadows against the far wall and vanished. The office and its contents were gone.

The Jumpgates of Our Star: Part Two

He was back on Geiger Seven and his right hand was cold—so cold like the night after Doublenight. Where was the Sarge?