The God of the Lost comes to everyone, at some point or another. For Jamie Doran, it was a few days after he’d been told his mother died of pneumonia, […]
“If I’d had any sense, you know,” he says aloud, a lifetime of other thoughts folding and unfolding inside his head, “I’d never have gotten caught up in that mess.” […]
Or maybe just delightedly fangirling. Warren Ellis promoted my book on his site. I got a whole post, all to myself. Commence high-pitched ‘EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!’ noise, starting… NOW
“How’s that song go?” “I have no idea, and don’t sing it anyway.” “Oh, come on. You get so ‘Bah, humbug!’ around Christmas, Scrooge.” “Because it’s just–” “–fake and commercial […]
Behold: I finally published the book.