A pseudo-portfolio of sorts, collecting my works published, finished, and in-progress.
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A pseudo-portfolio of sorts, collecting my works published, finished, and in-progress.
Sunday, February 14, 2021
Saturday, February 13, 2021
Doom Crossing: a DOOM/Animal Crossing fanfiction.
The flare of bright blue light faded, along with the wrench of transportation. The shear forces involved in tearing someone from one location to another had killed people, and drove most travellers to their knees, retching.
The Slayer steadied himself, and waited for the disruption to his inner ear to settle.
Sunday, December 6, 2020
The Enclaves of the Devils
Wednesday, December 2, 2020
The Wisp-Chapter Preview
So, I've published a novella. End of one long proccess, start of another. The Wisp is several ideas bundled together, and I've tried to present them in ways I haven't really seen done before.
There are stoires with Von Nuemann probes, and clones, and AI, and megastructures. But, I hope, none quite like this one.
Also everyone in it is queer 'cos I say so. Whether plot-relevant or not, I want more representation in science fiction, and so I'm glad to contribute to the existing body of work involving queer people having adventrues that do not revolve around them being queer. There's more than enough coming-out stories, and dealing-with-hate stories. I want more spaceships with queer capatins and a crew of weird but badass people. I blame Mass Effect for my crippling addiction to this subject matter.
It probably goes without saying, but I'd really appreciate support. I'm just starting out, and getting a few reads and reviews can really plant some future seeds.
To that end, here is the first chapter, free to read.
The first one's always free.
Sunday, November 22, 2020
Mappae Solis: The Cloisters of the Engels
The engels of Jupiter are united in a single common cause: their re-ascension to godhood. Fractured posthumans seeking a lost past, they are nominally a unified front. However, over time different opinions and philosophies arose as to the best way to reawaken their godminds permanently, resulting in several different organisations, each based on a different moon of the Jupiter system. These Cloisters still work together, but the exact nature of their alliances and cooperation is baroque and inscrutable to outsiders.
Sunday, November 15, 2020
Mappae Solis: The Hives of the Dwarves
As not all asteroids are the same, not all dwarven hives are the same. Although hives almost universally share a rigid internal structure with leadership held jointly by Queens and Praetorians, the hive’s relationship to other hives and the greater system is the key defining factor in differentiating the dwarven hives. Hives tend to specialise heavily, and connections and trade are vital for their survival. Dwarves also often view Worker and Soldier dwarves as closer to a resource than a populace, and may trade population instead of resources if needed.
Sunday, November 8, 2020
Mappae Solis: The Tribes of the Drakuu
Mars is a harsh place to live. Dry and sparse, all life that lives there must adapt to the particulars of their home to survive. For all desert is not the same, and all that is dry is not desert. Those best adapted to its extremes populate almost every corner of Mars: the drakuu tribes.
Sunday, November 1, 2020
Mappae Solis: Villages of the Elves, and the Shard-Holts of Terra
The Villages of the Elves
In the same vein as the Copses of the Halflings, I am going to use two combined tables of 6 to produce a variety of different villages for the elves.
Elven culture is based on the answer to one question: what does it mean to be human? Whether this is a philosophical question or a query into fashion, each village is essentially a subculture, exploring specific answers to the question. Villages may grow or shrink in popularity and population as fads come and go, or even vanish overnight as the elves finish fully exploring the fashion.
Saturday, October 24, 2020
Mappae Solis: Habitats and the Undead
Saturday, October 17, 2020
GLOG Class: Secret Skeleton
Most people live in the squishy goo inside their skull, supported and sustained by the wet meat wrapped around their bones, powered by the twitching viscera pulsing inside their ribcage.
Ew.
Saturday, October 10, 2020
GLOG Class: Wrench Wench and Big Bot.
Why is it that small, adorable, fierce girls often find themselves in the company of a big burly engine of destruction? Amusing juxtaposition? Archaic and unhealthy notions of femininity and masculinity? An equally shitty view on the roles in a heteronormative relationship being expressed in a more palatable form? Probably.
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A pseudo-portfolio of sorts, collecting my works published, finished, and in-progress.
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New year, new novel! This one is about a cyberpunk city, three queer people trying to survive it, and how they put themselves back together...