Gold light shot from the windows and open doors of the cottages that made up the main thoroughway of Wurmgloath. A few people were still out and about. Their movements were nervous. Each of them was a mere shape of darkness against the soft light behind. He walked on, passing squat buildings in haphazard rows….
Category: Writing
A Charm for the Nameless Child #1
The beginning of semester always knocks me around a bit, but things are calming down enough for me to start posting the next instalment of Caewen’s little tale. This story is a bit of a departure, where we see things from another point of view. It is my attempt to write something much more in…
Update on life and writing
I’m sure that I’ve been told that one should never start a post or update with an apology. But, here we are. I have been out of communication for a while now. Towards the middle of last year, I found myself slipping into a state of burnout. The upshot was that I needed to step…
Plan moving forward
I’ve had a break for a couple weeks, and it’s now time for me to think about my plan for moving forward with this series. At this stage there are a couple immediate things to consider: The next books, A Charm for the Nameless Child, is complete as a first draft, but I suspect it is going to need some…
Cover redesigns
I’ve been mulling around some cover redesigns for the Winter King series. I don’t know if this is what I will stick with, but I thought I’d post some images of the new designs (so far). I’m aiming to make the overall cover a bit darker, and change all the image formats to the standard…
Fair Upon the Tor #102 (the end…)
Three bent figures stood close together, their heads leaning into a bent-necked huddle. They had gathered together on a hillside, cold and wind-scoured. Their rather desolate place of meeting stood some distance from Sorcery Tor, though if a person chose to look west from the slope, the great peak would still be visible: albeit a…
Fair Upon the Tor #101 (bonus update)
Most of the company parted ways outside Samarkarantha’s tent, with the tor making a shadow of the sky behind them. Dapple and Caewen, along with the two Forsetti siblings, walked a winding path north for about an hour. Just as the sun was reaching noon, they found themselves standing at the north crossroads, within sight…
Fair Upon the Tor #100 (updates Mondays, once again)
It was somewhere more than an hour before Caewen was dried off and dressed, though, truthfully, she had lost track of the time. Eventually, the urgent need for sleep, rest and warmth was replaced by the more low-grade pangs of hunger. A look around the main tent revealed that no Biloko were at the cook…
Fair Upon the Tor #99 (updates, um, well, I don’t even know any more…)
The way back to the tent was devoid of people, and if there were ghosts about, Caewen saw no signs of them either. Dapplegrim sniffed the air now and then, swivelling his ears as if listening attentively, but he never paused in his stride and he said nothing. As they neared Samakarantha’s tent, they discovered…
The House of Snow & Apples (new art)
I’m nearing in on the end of Fair Upon the Tor, which means I’m working on cover art for the final ebook. I was never (at all) happy with the art I did for The House of Snow & Apples, so I’ve gone back and done my best to produce one of the werewolves in the…