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2020 has been a crap year, there’s no denying that. People like me, who rely on personal appearances and conventions to make a living, have been hit hardest. But, talking with my fellow creators I have learned they aren’t stupid. They’re not moving until there’s a vaccine.
Still, not everything sucked. SPLICE: HIT BIT TECHNOLOGY got picked up by Walmart and you can order it just by CLICKING HERE.
The movie, which is how this whole project got started, has been put on hold until the nice people at Watchdog Entertainment can ensure the safety of the cast and crew. That means it’s a matter of WHEN it will get made and not IF. Obviously, I’ll keep you updated.
One thing’s for sure, there are some anxious people bouncing on their toes wanting to see this film and find out what happens next. That’s not a bad problem for a writer to have.
How did a homeless black kid from Omaha become the world’s most feared supervillain? The world may never know, but you will.
A quick reminder, the nice people at Azoth Khem are giving away a free copy of my first novel, The Brittle Riders Book 1, until the end of the year. You’re welcome, and encouraged, to share that link with anyone you want.
If David Brin came off a three day tequila bender and dropped acid, he would have written THE BRITTLE RIDERS. After the death of every man, woman, and child on the planet things got a little weird. Apocalypses are funny that way.
Finally, a huge round of thanks to each and every one of you. So many of you joined this crazy train I was forced to get a new newsletter partner. The nice people at Morphy Mail turned a financial nightmare into a joy. I know, first world problems. Still, thanks to you, my publishers are happy, which makes my landlord happy, which makes me happy, which makes the world’s greatest fiancée, Kim, exuberant.
In all seriousness, you are appreciated. Without you none of this is possible. Until next year, which will be festooned with more McSciFi, on behalf of my family I wish you and yours a joyous holiday season. Please stay safe, sane, and inside and, if you can’t do that, wear the freaking mask.
God bless you all.