What I Write
The creature of light lifted her cyclopean head and tried to talk, but coughed on her own radiant blood. “Chara . . .” she managed, staring at Cooper.
He rounded on Marvin, his anger returning in a red haze. He shoved the Death Boy. “What the fuck, Marvin? Is that a criminal? You’re not a cultist, you’re just a dead old queen who tortures helpless creatures! What do you do in the off-season, buttfuck unicorns?”
|What I Write||
THE WAKING ENGINE, Tor, 2014
THE SANDYMANCER, Tor, (forthcoming)
THE NOONDAY PLAGUE, Tor, (forthcoming)
My Write-a-thon Goals
Write a prequel short story related to SANDYMANCER.
All the money.