Tag: Fiction

  • Red River Part 3

    One Night in Three Rivers Overshadowed by sprawling Babylon to the northwest, Riveria was the city of the working class. Babylon was glitz and glamor and gold; Riveria was factories and smokestacks and processing plants. The manufacturing and commercial heart of the nation, Riveria was steeped in blue-collar honesty and mercantile hospitality. Yet, like Babylon,…

  • Red River Part 2

    New Sheriff in Town “What a goat rope,” Connor declared. “Hey, at least we all got out intact,” Fox said. “Can’t say the same for the other guys.” The men and woman of the Black Watch were gathered around a long oak conference table. Still dressed for war, their presence had caused a stir among…

  • Red River Part 1

    The Nightmare Scenario This was the nightmare scenario. Multiple active shooters and hostage takers, possibly Elect and/or Husks. Multiple hostages. No way of confirming details, no means of reaching the subjects. No backup. No margin for error. Madness. Will Connor lived for this shit. The SkyBear gravtruck soared silently through the clear autumn morning. Standing…

  • Dungeon Samurai Kickstarter is Live!

    Yamada Yuuki is an ordinary Japanese college student with an extraordinary hobby: the classical martial art of Kukishin-ryu. One evening, a demon rips through the fabric of space-time, abducts everyone in his dojo, and transports them to another world. To return home, Yamada and his friends must join forces with other abductees to conquer the…

  • Between Tradecraft and Thrills: The Brilliance Trilogy

    Previously, I discussed Gregg Hurwitz’s Orphan X series and how the protagonist’s poor tradecraft set up superior scenes. The series demonstrates that you don’t need perfect tradecraft to create a superior story. However, if you throw authenticity out the window altogether, you won’t have a believable story. Case in point: Marcus Sakey’s Brilliance trilogy. In…

  • The Protector Part 3

    The driver appeared twenty minutes later. Slyphs don’t have an innate sense of direction in the material plane and don’t know how to use the Global Locating System. But I had the telepathic connection. Half-closing my eyes, it appeared to me like a glittering silver cord stretching through the roof into the sky. I gave…