Alreigch

Update as of Today

As I am now going through a divorce, there will not be any updates here for a while.  Apologies to everyone here.  If you no longer desire to subscribe, I'll understand.  I simply do not have any idea when or if I'll be able to come back anytime soon.  My wife was my muse and my best friend; without her I lose everything.  Take care of yourself and your loved ones y'all.


Thank to everyone who has stuck with me up until now.

I just hope I wake up from...

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It happened in an instant.  One moment, only the line in the sand was between them.  Oborro's back was still hunched, his legs balanced as light and spring as he could be, hands spread wide, eyes scanning for any possible opening.  He had thought he knew Lykopis' speed, having seen her in battle so many times.  There was no comparison, or perhaps, it was not the same being the one she charged at.

There for but a single, poetic moment, he saw the truth behind some of ...

Alreigchsdottir

"Lykopis, the Mad Queen of Rende

How does one describe madness?  Can it be quantified?  Is it actions taken in defiance of logic, or simply the lack of it?  In the many realms, in all the lands that are Talamh, there is no shortage of those many would call 'mad'.  Insane, senseless, unthinking, or just plain old angry.

But there is only one famed for her supposed 'madness'.  Her savagery is the stuff of tavern whispers; her brutality to her enemies enoug...

We-Haul, Part 3

"So, let me get all this straight."  Griggs slammed back perhaps her sixth beer.  Eric Harker, just glumly dotted his finger against drops of condensation forming on the outside of the singular glass he was still working on.  "You went home."

"Yup."

"See all sorts of decorations and such up.  Love letter on the counter, dinner in the oven, whole shebang."

While unintentional, Eric snorted a bit at her pun.

"And you naturally assumed that your fi...

The Greatest Bard who Never Lived

"Many people often ask me the meaning behind my apparently 'ever-so-odd' moniker that I most often address myself as.  It seems to them either an impossible statement, or perhaps in their mind, a bold overstatement of both my Bardic skills as well as my dramatis personae.  To both, I would attempt to lay to rest the naysayers, the doubters, the confused, the puzzled, and the reserved.  Allow yourselves instead to embrace the possibility of just what my nickname might mean.
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He whose Name means Victory

Ajax Kherylon (A-jax  Ker-il-ion)


A towering wall of red-tinted armor and golden-scarlet scales; a hulking warrior without equal; a terror of the battlefield, implacable, immoveable, and to this day, indestructible.  He whose blade has pierced the hides of Dragons, from which he carved out his shield, and whose glowing yellow eyes strike fear into the hearts of any brave enough to stand before him or his allies.

Ajax Kherylon, whose Name means Victory

This h...

How to talk to Short People

The Man with the Axe

The Man pulled the door to his mudroom behind him shut as he exited his small, modest house.  The evening air was much cooler than it had been in the daytime; the humidity was still godawful though.  Shadows lay everywhere, dimly cast and stretched into grotesque shapes from the numerous walnut and pecan trees dotting his backyard.  In the distance, the still visibly red sides of the old barn looked as flimsy as ever.  A solid wind might have knocked it down.

Gods, h...

Poll on Revisions

Due to a constant, and never-seemingly ending stream of difficulties in deciding how I want my new novel's first official chapter to go "Verse 2 of the Four Dragons" having to rewrite chapter flow, dynamics, etc again and again, I have decided that I wanted to take a quick poll and see what everyone thought of this.

I know rereading the same old stuff over and over can get dull, so there is no obligation to do so unless you just really want to see what all I've changed.  ...

The Bard and the Barb

Happy Fourth of July. These two are enough fireworks for me. I don't think even I need to say anything else.

Verse 2, Master of the Four Dragons

No good story truly ever starts at the very beginning.  Some of the best tales pick up right in the middle of the action, although the challenge is thus much more complicated.  They must not only tell a great, sweeping narrative forwards, they then also face the challenge to suitably grip and captivate the reader enough to allow them to explain what came before; what many wild, varying, and often confusing rules and details of the magical world there are, and the many faces we c...