I have been a busy McSciFi. For the official record, The Darkling Wind will be the next book I have scribbled that will be offered up for your dissection. A fun tale about how the fate of the world is in the hands of a 130-year pinup model and two gay teens from Arizona. It’s got your favorite sci-fi tropes: an alien ray that makes old people young and horny, finishes transgender people’s transitions without drugs or surgery, and the obligatory evil empire built on mindless bureaucracy. You can see a trailer of select scenes when you click the link.
Darkling is a stand-alone book. It has a beginning, middle, and end, all between the covers. That’s the last of those for a while, so enjoy it.
Next up is The Plato Wars. The story that starts the entire chimeraverse, which encompasses the eight-part trilogy I keep insisting on calling The Brittle Riders trilogy. As you might expect, the entire fall of civilization starts with the civil rights movement in the 1960s. It’s not related, but I had to start somewhere, and I needed to explain all the social mores that permeate everything. Can man kill the god it created? You can get a hint when you watch scenes from the book.
Humans finally get their long-overdue, deserved, and violent comeuppance in gen-O-pod(™) Wars. Getting them there was a lot more fun than my therapist likes me admitting, but we’re all pals here, so I’m sure you’re cool with it. Look, I had the apocalypse curated by a chimera named Fluffkins. If you were expecting a boring and predictable ride into oblivion, I am happy to disappoint you. Make sure you buck up and check out some scenes from the book.
Once you finish the first two parts of the eight-part trilogy, in case you haven’t already, you’ll want to dive into The Brittle Riders. As an incentive, you can grab a free PDF of the multi-award-winning Book I of The Brittle Riders a/k/a Book III of the Trilogy. If that’s still not enough to tingle your special parts, check out some sexy scenes to get you going.
Then it’s time for you to join the final revolution in Books VI, VII, and VIII of the eight-part trilogy, also known as Goptri of the Mists. Despite what you may have read on a misguided LinkedIn post, this is not a reimagining of Hindu Theology. It’s just a happy sci-fi story about slavery, hubris, and hope. More of the latter than genetic memory of humans deserve, but it’s there. As you may have guessed, you can check out scenes from the books by doing the clicky linky thing.
Finally, for now, I am working on Hail the Fallen. Long story, absolutely not short; I’ll explain in a moment. I thought it would be great fun to use the noncanonical Book of Enoch as the basis of a whimsy-laden, modern look at angels, demons, their spawn, and so on. As a point of reference, most sci-fi and fantasy novels are around 100,000 words long. Printed page count varies by formatting and font. That number is in my rearview, and I am no closer to an ending than I am to being a sex symbol.
Using the Ethiopian text as the basis, and trying to make it all work with other related texts telling the tale of the 200 fallen angels, while adding stories from some later books so it wasn’t a sausage fest, I kind of (oopsie) threw out Genesis, Heaven, Hell, and Purgatory, and replaced them with a more functional model. Well, functional in a way that keeps my therapist housed. In the meantime, I’m not really evil; you can check out some scandalous scenes from the story so far.
Today’s bottom image is an AI imagining of what the eight-part trilogy would be called and look like if Hollywood had its way. I’m not mad. Until next time, stay sane, and keep those emails coming.
