The Ever War

Saturday, May 11, 2013


I'm making an effort to keep more up to date with my progress through the blog.  I'm well in to the opening prequel book and as a treat today I'm posting a small portion of the rough-cut of the prologue, enjoy:

     Sir Macullen awoke with a start; as he sat up quickly, urged to action by his nightmare, pain flared in his ribs. He placed a hand on the fresh linen wrap that covered his healing wounds and felt tenderness with his every touch. He slowly breathed in through his nose and out through his mouth as he closed his eyes. His calm was restored. He was a Knight of the 5th Realm and had been trained to evoke calmness at times when other men would burst into tears or release their bowels. Pain is weakness leaving the body, he thought.
     His brown hair tickled his forehead; it was starting to grow unruly, a far cry from the short crop that he normally wore. He swatted away the loose strands and then pressed his hand more firmly onto the bandages and as agony blossomed from the pressure he remembered how he had gotten the wound.
     He had no idea how long he laid on the ground waiting to die, but the battle had ended and the world had gone quiet. He could almost remember when the elves picked him up off the ground and carried him to this sanctuary, a haven it was sometimes called, but the delirium that had set in kept any memories of that escapade far from coherent.
     A quiet stirring in the room brought his attention back to the present, “Esthmerelda?”
     “Not quite,” came a familiar voice. It was the droning yet melodious voice of Solethorn, the elf that visited him most often. He was also the elf that had found him, nearly dead, on the field of battle. The elf had dragged him over the bodies of the fallen and through pools of blood to a waiting cart. Had the elf expected him to be there or was it a coincidence? The elf certainly liked to play it up as if the gods had ordained the entire event.
     “Hy Brasil called.” Even when speaking he sounded as if he was crooning a hymn. “Therefore the caretaker is not in attendance.” Macullen sneered at the phrase. While the Priests of Cypher were normally skilled with the common tongue, unlike their seaborne cousins, they still occasionally had communication issues. Solethorn used the word “caretaker” often, but did not differentiate whether he actually meant nurse or steward.
     Macullen did not look at the elf. “I presume you mean Esthmerelda is not here since you obviously are.” As far as Solethorn was concerned he was the caretaker of this sanctuary and Esthmerelda was the caretaker of Macullen.
     “How is your wound?” Solethorn often ignored Macullen's questions or actively changed the subject.
“Progressing.” I should be dead, Macullen thought.

Friday, May 3, 2013

Change Is Here

I'm quite happy to say that after many weeks of work the site has evolved.  I'm hoping to slowly increase the volume of art that's associated with the site.  I also want to take a moment to thank the tireless efforts of Allan Libby, without whom much of this would not have been possible.

Beyond the website I've made considerable changes to the Nook and iPad versions.  Now the Nook, Kindle and iPad version are all properly formatted (thanks to John Henninger for help with the iPad version) to match the print edition.  The iPad version is designed with iBooks Author, which means it's only for iPads, but if you want to read on an iphone I believe the kindle app will suit your needs.

I am already hard at work on the prequels (The Guardian Mythos) but with some other real life events demanding my time and energy I'm going to ease up on the speed at which I'll be working for the next few months.  I need to recharge my batteries some after spending the last couple months burning the candle at both ends.

With the fancy new site up I'm intending to get more posts done as I continue to work on the prequels.


While the weird formatting of the original Nook and iTunes versions bothered me for some time a lot of problems arise when trying to do so much independantly.  As a result of my displeasure with the formatting compromises I had to make and royalty issues from purchases I've reduced how much I work with Lulu to just the hardcopy editions of the books.

While going through them, in order to sell the electronic editions at $0.99 USD, I  had to assume no royalties if someone tried to buy through Lulu, (what was essentially the source) and hope they purchased through B&N or iTunes instead.  It also meant a lot of messy links for people wanting to purchase a product I wasn't entirely happy with because B & N had myriad search engine issues for the books.  Now that I've taken direct control over those versions I'm much happier with the quality and intend to continue to keep as much control over the layout and design as possible.