Change.

You know I am by nature, a creature of habits. I hate visual change. And I’m also lazy. I keep looking at this blog and saying… I need to BRAND it. I’ve been messing with it all day and right now, I’m all… I’ve a book to write. Who gives a shit what this place looks like.

Pretty much how I feel about dusting too.

Today’s Lunch: Korean Food

I’ve been craving ddukbokki for a week or so. Today I finally said screw it and went to get some at Convoy Tofu House. From left to right, clockwise: Kalbi and rice, panchan (potatoes, cucumbers, seaweed, bean sprouts and kim chi), and ddukbokki (spicy rice cake with fish cake, boiled egg, kim chi and sweet hot sauce)

 

 

Free Horror and 3 Chaps of Black Dog Blues.

I’m going to toss a couple of pieces up here for free download. Not so oddly enough, both of them have to do with dragons of one kind or another. Yeah, strange how that happens.

japanese-dragon-tattoo-designs-for-menThe first is a short “horror” story I wrote as Reece Notley. Now, copyright has come back to me…it’s been two years so I’m going to share with you the story my mother succinctly described as “The reason I should have not eaten so much kim chee when I was pregnant with you.” I’m not sure what that means but there you go. I’d have asked her what the fuck but sometimes, it’s best just to not know.

The second piece are the first three chapters of Black Dog Blues. Keep in mind, there needs to be a few more minor edits here but this is the gist of it.

I’m debating self-pubbing BDB because I just kind of want it off my brain and desktop. I love Kai and yes, I gave him a cat but please keep in mind…this cat was here LONG before Neko. Newt’s a bit… special. *nods*

Black Dog Blues is an urban fantasy although some agents have described it as sci-fi. It needs a better blurb but hey, this is what I have for now. I’ll include it at the bottom.

Why self-pub BDB? Well, because I don’t think it’ll find a home elsewhere. There’s no romance per se… although there is a romantic interest(s)…both male and female. It’s not true female main cee kick ass urban fantasy and neither does it star a strong, troubled mage male who is willing to die for his beliefs.

Kai’s not into dying. *grins* He wants to make money and maybe leave the world a better place than when he came into it. Beyond that, a full tank of gas would be nice too. So, here it is. You let me know if it’s worth self-pubbing. 😀 Maybe in February? Or would I be polluting the brand of Rhys Ford?

Meh. I’m going back to W&W. *stabs chapter*

And yes, I know Kai’s last name is Morgan. It just fit. Go with it. It doesn’t matter. No, he’s not related to Kane and their ilk. Apparently I needed to use that last name twice.

Here you go: Black Dog Blues Chapters 1 to 3 and the “horror piece”  tatsu

BLACK DOG BLUES is a novel set after a violent merge of Earth and Underhill, leaving the humans, sidhe and unsidhe with a messy and conflicted world.

Won in a high-stakes poker game, elfin Kai Morgan was raised by a human Stalker named Dempsey. The pair traveled, accepting personal runs and dealing with the occasional monsters too large or vicious for local law enforcement to handle until an accident retired Dempsey out, allowing Kai to set up shop in San Diego as a fully licensed Stalker.

When Ryder, a powerful sidhe, starts up a Dawn Court in the human city of San Diego, Kai is conscripted by SoCalGov to do a job for the sidhe lord. It’s a simple run, Dispatch told him, head up the coast during dragon-mating season to retrieve a pregnant human woman seeking sanctuary with the new Court. But this “simple” run leads to the human-cultured but ethnically elfin Kai being caught in the middle of a deadly bloodline feud, and to the predatory attention of both elfin races.

Of Cabbages and Kings… Of Hamsters and Dragons…

When I signed up for this Blog Hop thing, I wasn’t really even thinking about what I was going to do here. Those of you who know me, I’ll wait a moment so you can stop laughing hysterically at the familiarity of that statement.

While we wait, here’s a picture of Oolong, a bunny known for balancing waffles and pancakes on his head.

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And I sit here typing, I still have no fucking clue. It’s a New Year for the Time Lords out there but there are some of us who really only feel the New Year is going to be hitting on February 10th. I will bid a farewell to the Year of the Dragon…my birth year…and joyously welcome the Snake as it comes in.

I’m okay with the Snake coming in. The Dragon has been… fucking intense and a roller coaster ride. You know…very Dragon like.

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