I also did actually finish Rituals, but never got around to posting it. My bad. Instead I wrote the above, started the rewrite of Splinters, and have another short story to finish.
True Alpha's been removed because I had no idea where I was going with it, so it's on backburner for now along with fifty million other projects.
Instead, there's a tab for this year's NaNovel: Rituals. Let's hope I can actually finish this one.
I'm going for something about shipwrecks this July. And, for once, it will not be modern urban fantasy. More kind of steampunk-y, maybe, but it doesn't really matter because it'll pretty much all take place on a desert island in the middle of nowhere. Hooray!
Camp this year is all about the short stories. Specifically, short stories centered around The Forest, a large and magical forest in the middle of a southern Ontario city. Don't expect anything particularly serious.
Kith and Kin will be completed by the end of 2014. Probably.
There are one or two chapters of KaK and an epilogue left. I'm gonna write it all up and post it all at once, hopefully by next Friday.
And finishing Kith and Kin this month if it kills me. Chapter 16 is live. Onwards!
I'm just not feeling The Edges, so instead I'm going to write a story about soldiers. Whee. Check out Alpha D:
Offered a chance to embed with a Marine unit in the ongoing war with power-wielding superhumans called the Enhanced, 23-year-old journalist Ilan King accepts without giving it much thought - until he finds out he'll be spending the next 6 months with the infamous Alpha D Company. Assigned to the not-so-tender care of D Squad and its no-nonsense Lieutenant, Nathan Alvarez, Ilan struggles to come to terms with both his own prejudices and those of his companions even as he has to fight to stay alive.
Earning the respect of the men and women he's living and working alongside is hard enough. When he discovers Nathan's been keeping a deadly secret, Ilan is forced to decide what's more important: the people he's come to care for, or his commitment to reporting the truth.
Crankypants 20-something writer with a hard-on for gay porn, violence, and explosions.