• May Update- Short and Sweet

    It’s May 2022. Good lord, it feels like it’s been a million years since I last posted. Lots of family stuff in the last few weeks, which I won’t get in to, but it’s been a bit of a rollercoaster.

    It’s been a few months since I finished my first 4 novels. They’ve been in the editing process since January, and I’m still hoping for an end of summer release of the books. I’ll say again, that my editors are awesome and have been really great about everything.

    After the editing’s done, it’s time to do cover art, formatting, and uploading.

    The books will be available via Amazon and as many other formats I can do as ebooks. And yes, you’ll be able to get dead tree versions as well.

    Yes, I’ll also be doing audio books, but I’ll be originally doing them as a podcast. When the podcasts are done, I’ll be cutting them together so I can upload them to the usual places for audiobooks. That way, there’s a free version if you don’t mind the podcast format and a regular audiobook version for folks who like it that way. To start with, I’ll be doing a podcast of “The Four Keys” and I’ll let you all know when it’s going to come out. The podcasts will be available from the usual places (Apple, Stitcher, etc).

    My brain’s been a bit scattered lately, so I’ll keep this short. And a reminder: the pandemic isn’t over yet, so wear your masks and get vaccinated!

  • Site move is done.

    Thankfully! Hopefully that’s the end of the weirdness for awhile.

    I am back from Mallorca, although the Wife will be there for a little while longer.

    Still working on book five and waiting for edits to come back for the first four. Writing is going slowly, but life, you know?

    Hope you all are doing well!

  • Brief update:

    Writing is going slow, but that’s because I’m also in the middle of working with an editor and proofreader. Response to the books from folks who are helping with the editing process has been awesome. I feel like the novels are now getting closer to publication!

    Next, though, comes formatting, cover art, doing dead tree proofs, then, finally, getting it out to you all! My impatient self wants them done RIGHT NOW, but my rational brain knows that it’s a marathon, not a sprint. So, I try and work on the 5th book between edits.

    One interesting bit for folks who like journaling and RPGs: I was introduced to this journaling RPG called “Over the Mountain” by Marz Corbeau, and it’s been fun to play with it. It might actually be the start of a totally different type of novel (read: Non-Survey Universe). I also had to bring out my pink sparkly dice for it, but it’s been fun. I’m not doing a full version of the game (I’m mostly doing the time/place/person prompts), but some of my other friends are and love it! I also like the fact that you “win” by filling the journal! I have plenty of journals and notebooks that I could fill with a game like this!

    Also been playing a lot of Elder Scrolls Online. If you’re on the EU server and want to say hello, ping me and I’ll give you my info.

    OK, back to the grind…

  • So. Many. Pens. (And Ink!)

    Look at all this! Most of this was birthday haul, since my birthday was in January. Yes, I know, I’m a pen and ink addict. Obviously.

    The dip pens in the front are my new obsession, since I can use any ink with them, including shimmer inks (which tend to clog regular fountain pens). The the three fancy ones came from Papier Plume in New Orleans. The black one is a glass pen. The green handled pen takes metal nibs, and I bought some artist nibs that work like regular fountain pens and hold a lot of ink. They both write really well! The brass dip pen came with a regular metal nib, but I recently got a special brass dip nib (that works like a glass nib) from a Japanese company called Kakimori. I also got the round bottle of ink (their #2 torori) which is a great ink, and the clear and gold demonstrator pen. It’s a pen made by Sailor for Kakimori. It’s a nice pen, and inexpensive, and writes rather nicely, with a bit of feedback.

    The wooden dip pen was an antique ebay find from Russia, and I love writing with it. It’s light, but rather well balanced.

    The pens with the orange and pink caps are Pilot kakuno pens. They are mostly styled as pens for kids, but they are really good writers for being cheap and cheerful! I have some Pilot pigment inks in them right now, and they seem to be fine.

    The light blue and dark blue pens on the left are both from Ferris Wheel Press. The light blue is the Carousel fountain pen, and it writes pretty well and is pretty similar to the kakuno pens. The dark blue pen, the Roundabout, is a rollerball pen that you can fill like a fountain pen!! To my surprise, to works really well! Although, it only really like Ferris Wheel Press ink, so you’ll want to buy a bottle of ink to go with it. Speaking of ink, the two round bottles are also from Ferris Wheel Press. They are both jade green inks, but one has silver glitter and is called Moonlit Jade, and the other has gold glitter and is called Sunlit Jade. They are such beautiful inks!

    The white pen is Lamy’s new Dialog CC capless fountain pen. I love it, and it’s so much better that the Dialog 3, in my opinion. It’s a Lamy, too, so it just writes, and writes well.

    The large pen behind the Lamy is the Opus 88. It’s a dropper fill pen that holds a massive amount of ink. It writes a lot like the Lamy, although you have to remember to open up the knob on the back of the pen to release ink to the nib (works kind of like a vacuum fill pen in that regard).

    The last pen is the orange and black glittery pen, which is the Foxglove fountain pen from Benu. It’s a beautifully weird and wonderful pen, with a lovely nib. But the sparkle is awesome!! If you love glitter, Benu pens are for you!

    Most of the inks are from Diamine, and I’ve gushed about Diamine inks forever. They’re one of my favorite ink brands. The strange looking bottle is “Seaon’s Greetings” which is a Diamine sheening ink from their Blue Inkvent collection, and it’s rather lovely. Sheens a lot like the Sheen Machine ink. It’s really cool looking under bright light.

    I’ve also gotten the three newest colors of the Pilot iroshizuku inks, which are beautiful, too, and my other favorite brand of ink.

    The last ink bottle, the square one on the right, is the Sailor Manyo ink called “Haha”. To be honest, while I do think the ink is a beautiful shading blue, I mostly got it for the name.

    Still writing snail mail letters to folks and still loving my pen collection, so if you’d like a letter from me, let me know!

    I’ll post more of a writing update in the next few days, but for now, enjoy the pen porn! 🙂

  • Einen guten Rutsch ins neue Jahr!

    Happy New Year! I hope you and your families had a wonderful holiday season despite Covid. It was quiet here at our home in Zurich, and to be honest, I like our quiet holidays. The Wife and I like our little cozy Yuletide.

    As you saw from my previous post, I got a lot of pen stuff for Yule, which is awesome! I’ll have a birthday pen haul on my next post!

    Yesterday was my 46th birthday and it was a lovely day! Slept in, made myself pulled pork and black beans for burritos, watched a silly 80s movie, and had cake. Then I played Elder Scrolls Online for many hours. I call that a good day! It also shows that you can take the girl from California, but there are some California things that stick around. Mexican food is one of those things. The thing is that I have to learn how to make it all from scratch because, well, Switzerland is NOT California. The next thing I need to learn to make is mole sauce, because, OMG, mole is amazing!

    On the writing front, the Wife (who is my agent, first editor, cover artist, and technical consultant) and I hired an editor to go over the first four novels. I’m hoping that this means we’ll be able to publish the books sometime this summer. I’m not committing to a date yet, since the books will be done when they’re done and no sooner. (No matter how much my brain wants them out RIGHT NOW!)

    I’ve been taking a break from writing other stuff, but I have many ideas that I hope will pull together into a more coherent plot. Writing has days when the book more or less writes itself, and days where the plot is nowhere to be found. It can be infuriating and awesome all at the same time. 

    One thing of note is that I’m back on Facebook again. If you want to keep up with book news there, you can check out my author page (although, you’re more apt to hear about announcements if you sign up to this blog via email). If you’re someone I know outside of social media, or someone I’ve known online for a long time, feel free to send a personal friend request.

    Hope you’re all getting your vaccinations! I ranted about this on Tumblr and it seemed to go viral a bit. It’s still amazing to me how many people deny the facts of science, but well, that’s how the 2020s are going…


    The Four Keys – Download or get a paperback version from Amazon: US Link – German Link

    I write fanfiction, too (all PG/PG-13): AO3 Fanfiction

    In Progress

    Survey Foundation Series

    Survey: In the far future, on a globally sponsored science station, a woman discovers the key to making a functional AGI work in the midst of political unrest. (First Draft Complete – with Editor Kate)

    Unity: A military chaplain and her bodyguard get embroiled in a major conspiracy that threatens the humans colonies of Unity and the AIs Nation of Survey. (First Edit Pass Complete – with Editor Kate)

    Colony: After the events of Unity, Jenny returns to her home colony where she, Lulu and another agent realize that someone else was also behind the New Harmonists pulling strings. (First Draft Complete! –with Editor Kate)

    Consortium: After the events of Unity, Jack and Marsha get assigned by Survey to help an AI who had been exiled and has asked for help. (First Draft Complete– with Editor Kate)

  • Yuletide Pen Pr0n

    The Wife knows me so well, and she is the Awesomest Penabling Wife (fight me!). Share my pen squee! 🙂

    This is an Esterbrook 407 Dip-less pen! It’s an antique from the 1940s (ish) and it writes like a dream! I cleaned it well, and filled it with the Pilot Iroshizuku ink “shin-ryoku” which is a beautiful blue-green ink! You fill the glass bit with ink, and then use the lever to fill the pen, and you have a perpetual inkwell! It’s so awesome! Also, the base is bakelite!

    I love this letter opener! It’s so cute! The Wife says that her great-grandmother had something similar! 🙂

    This is a wax seal burner and a wax seal with my initial on it! I’m so excited to use this for my next round of pen pal letters!

    It came with a whole bunch of wax, too, which I’m looking forward to trying!

    This is a French antique dip pen set with a letter opener and wax seal (plain with no design. We think that it was for sealing ribbon). It is so beautiful! It’s so different to write with, but it’s so comfortable to use! The Wife says that it’s probably around 100 years old!! It’s just so gorgeous, and this picture really doesn’t do this set justice!

    I mean, look how cool my desk looks now! Squee!!! 🙂

    (Oh, the little bottles of ink are from the Diamine Inkvent Calendar. They are really good, and I like a lot of them, and hope that they do larger bottles for at least 2 of them!)

    Blessed Yule everyone! 🙂

  • Winter is Coming…and I don’t mind!

    Hello friends!

    It’s November, which means the fog and rain and cold has come down on Zurich. Not that I really mind, as I love Fall, Winter, and early Spring more than Summer. Me and hot weather don’t get along very well. 

    The best part of Fall and Winter is the food, and one of my favorite winter foods is my Memere’s (Grandmother) Cretons recipe (aka Guntor in my family). It’s basically a pork pate with cinnamon, clove, onion, and garlic. It’s takes about 6-8 hours to cook, but OMG, it’s so worth it! You have it on toast with a good mustard, and it’s just amazing. It also makes your house smell amazing when you cook it (it really drove the Wife crazy the day I made it).

    I am deep into NaNoWriMo working on my 5th novel (a sequel to the first 4). It’s not too bad this year, but the novel is coming to me in a really random way. I write a part here, then another part comes that happens before that part, and then I have to re-write another part. Then a day later I figure out more of the plot line for the first book and get an idea for a second. Ahhh, the writer’s life, amirite?

    My other writing project has been writing to various pen pals that I’ve met through various fountain pen enthusiast websites. It’s been fun writing with all my fancy inks, pens, and paper to people all over the world. And, well, I have to admit that getting snail mail that isn’t a bill is pretty awesome!

    The Wife, who is the awesomest wife ever, saw my letter writing and decided to get me an early Yule present of an antique Victorian stationery box! I mean, look at this thing!! The glass inkwells are gorgeous, and there’s blue satin in the lid of the box. I’ve given the wood a good polish with museum-grade polish, and cleaned the brass on the inkwells as best I could. I actually do have ink in the inkwells right now (Tools To Liveby Iron Gall ink. Red on the left, blue on the right). And yes, I’ve been using dip pens with it, as I have three of them now. Sometimes I like using the dip pens for writing letters, since it gives my hand a break from the regular pens. 

    The other beautiful acquisition I’ve gotten recently is a Writer’s Box from Blue Star Crafts! This box is so beautiful! It smells so good with the handmade wood and leather! I’ve had it personalized and it also has a lock and key! I’m not sure exactly how I’m going to fill it yet, since I’m not traveling right at the moment, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out. 

    The last thing I’ve gotten was the Diamine Inkvent Calendar, and it’s been sitting here since the end of October, taunting me! I’m looking forward to opening an ink a day when December gets here! I also got an Advent calendar of nail art supplies from Madam Glam. I recently learned how to do my own fake nails (using polygel) and they look really good! 

    Since it’s coming on Winter, I’m also picking up my yarn spinning again. I got a Woolee Winder for my electric spinning wheel, and OMG, it’s so awesome! It basically makes it so you don’t have to keep stopping and moving the hook on the flyer! 10/10 would recommend! (And I’m going to get one of them for my Louet Victoria, too!) Although, I wouldn’t recommend it for a beginner. It takes a little fiddling with the wheel to get it going just right.

    Well, it’s time to get back to writing! Hope all my American friends have a good Turkey Day!


    The Four Keys – Download or get a paperback version from Amazon: US Link – German Link

    I write fanfiction, too (all PG/PG-13): AO3 Fanfiction

    In Progress

    Survey Foundation Series

    Survey: In the far future, on a globally sponsored science station, a woman discovers the key to making a functional AGI work in the midst of political unrest. (First Draft Complete – with beta readers)

    Unity: A military chaplain and her bodyguard get embroiled in a major conspiracy that threatens the humans colonies of Unity and the AIs Nation of Survey. (First Edit Pass Complete – with beta readers )

    Colony: After the events of Unity, Jenny returns to her home colony where she, Lulu and another agent realize that someone else was also behind the New Harmonists pulling strings. (First Draft Complete! –with beta readers)

    Consortium: After the events of Unity, Jack and Marsha get assigned by Survey to help an AI who had been exiled and has asked for help. (First Draft Complete– with beta readers)

    Ancestor Series

    Nemetona: A lone Captain and his AI answer a distress call from a sentient species who are dying. (Writing — 10864 words — NaNoWriMo Project)

    Mercury Series

    Mercury: The Mercury Generation Ship begins it’s journey to the Andromeda galaxy. (Started, but stalled.)

  • Prayer for the Unknown Dead on Samhain

    We pray for those who die Unknown:

    The old ones who die alone in their bed,

    we see you

    The neglected and abused,

    we see you

    The outcast who are pushed out through no fault of their own,

    we see you

    The ones who are mentally ill and the neurodivergent,

    we see you

    The poor, the hungry, the refugee,

    we see you

    The ones who are killed because of race, religion, or identity,

    we see you

    The ones who suffered in silence, without a voice,

    we see you.

    We see you all. The ones who died without a name, without family, without acknowledgement. We light these candles for you because we see you. We see you and honor you as our own Beloved Dead.

  • Short Story: The Only Way To Travel

    In memory of Mira Furlan.

    “Oh, shit! I’m late!” I said, as I finally looked up at the departures screen. I threw my tablet, phone, and other stuff in my carry-on and dashed out of the business lounge door. The elevators were too slow, so I ran up the two flights of stairs to the tracks, finally making it to the departure gate with five minutes to spare. I rummaged through my bag, and while I could find my passport, my boarding pass was nowhere to be found. “Oh fuck!” I said, quietly, although an old woman did turn around to stare at me. I ignored her and went over to the desk.

    “Hello, how can I help you?” said the clerk when my turn came around. They had that kind of smile that showed they were stressed out and annoyed, but couldn’t show it. 

    “I’m so sorry about this, but I seemed to have lost my boarding pass. It might even be in the business lounge. I’ve looked all through my bag,” I said, practically babbling.

    “It’s all right Ma’am, not to worry. The boarding passes for the Global Express are also online, so if you have your phone, you can download yours right now.”

    I sighed, annoyed with myself. “Of course it is! Why didn’t I think of that earlier? Sorry to bug you!”

    The clerk gave a genuine smile this time. “My pleasure, Ma’am. Have a good trip!”

    “Thank you,” I said, pulled out my phone, downloaded my boarding pass, and got back in line. I was one of the last people to go through the gate and out onto the tracks. The Global Express was a new form of travel. It looked like a massive train, but it had a new type of engine that did something with time which shortened even the longest trips to an hour or less. I was nervous to take the Express, since it was so new, but my company wanted me to get to a meeting in Europe right away, so they shelled out the money for the ticket. 

    I’d heard rumors, too, about people who took the Global Express and refused to ever take it again. But since it was so expensive, I hadn’t known anyone who had taken it except for the CEO. He assured me that it was an experience not to be missed, but wouldn’t elaborate. I sighed. I just wanted to get this over with so I could get to the client in Berlin then go home.

    I boarded at the first door I came to, as the chime was ringing for departure. I hefted my bag so it was fully behind me in order to navigate the narrow, sloping passage to the seating area. I looked at my seat number on my phone. “Of course my seat is all the way at the far end,” I said out loud. I sighed again as one of the attendants began to speak.

    “Hello, passengers! Welcome aboard the Global Express powered by the SciTex Time Engine! If everyone could please take their seats, we will be departing shortly. Our perceived travel time today between Los Angeles and Berlin will be twenty five minutes. Because of the International Freedom Laws, we cannot force anyone to stay in their seats during the drip, but it is strongly suggested that you stay in your assigned seat with the cocoon up until the Global Express has come to a complete stop. Please store all carry-ons under your seat for safety. Again, we welcome you aboard the Global Express and wish you a pleasant trip!” The attendant then repeated the announcement in several different languages.

    I hurried along, trying to find my seat. After the announcement, the machine started moving, and at first it felt like a conventional train pulling out of a station, giving the usual lurch that always seemed to knock me around. I bumped into another passenger and mumbled, “Excuse me.” They gave me the stink eye, but hurried off to find their own seat. I looked up and was relieved to see a sign above a door that said “Seats 200-250.” I barged through and found the seats arranged about a meter apart, like we were in a movie theater, with a screen at the front that was giving travel information and showing tourism ads. I climbed up the steps and finally found my seat, number 236. 

    Other people said hello as I squeezed down the row to my seat. There were people who had already engaged the cocoon around themselves, though there were plenty of others who hadn’t bothered who were laughing and talking. I was putting my bag away when a computerized voice said, “Time Dilation Commencing.”

    “No, wait, I’m not strapped in!” I said to the voice, but it was too late. Reality gave a mighty twist, and suddenly I could see my life running through my mind, but it wasn’t the one I was living now. Somehow I was a stay at home parent with multiple children. Then I saw myself as an artist living in a house in the desert. Then it changed again to me living in an RV with a man and another person, singing as we traveled along the highway. Now I was a business woman sitting in a cafe in Zürich, drinking coffee, waiting for my partner to get out of work. The scenes kept changing, seemingly showing me all the possible different lives I could have had. 

    After what felt like an eternity, the lives stopped passing through my mind, and I realized I was on the floor next to my seat curled up in a fetal position. I could hear other people talking and screaming as they too experienced their possible lives. I tried to uncurl myself, but my muscles wouldn’t relax. I was so anxious and scared, that I couldn’t even call for help. 

    I heard people moving around and eventually a person in a white suit that looked like a smaller version of a space suit stopped in front of me. “Are you OK?” they asked. 

    I shook my head, but couldn’t unclench my jaw enough to talk. 

    “All right, I just want to let you know that the time dilation can affect people in this way and that the effect is only temporary. If you would like a sedative to relax you, I can give you one.”

    I nodded and the attendant pushed an injector to my neck. I flinched, but then my body began to relax. I stretched out my legs, coughed, and said, “Thank you,” in a gravelly voice. 

    The attendant nodded. “You should get into your seat, if you can,” they said and walked away. I managed to sit up, but had no real desire to stand. I felt wobbly from the sedative and I figured it would be better to just stay on the floor rather than risk falling down again. The screen in front of us was ticking down the time to Berlin, and we still had fifteen minutes to go. I looked to the left and right of me, and there was another woman coming down the aisle towards me. She ignored the closed cocoons, but when she saw me, she sat down on the floor in front of me.

    “Is this your first trip on the Express?” she asked.

    I nodded. 

    “Took the sedative?”

    I nodded again. 

    “Yeah, I did that the first time, too. But now I don’t bother because I’m used to it. Do you know that each time you travel through the time dilation you see more versions of what your life could have been? I’ve seen so many of my possible lives that I’ve actually changed my real one! The more I change my real life, the more I see when I travel.” Her eyes were bright and glassy and wide. I wasn’t sure why she decided to talk to me, but I wondered about whether or not she was still quite sane. “I’m Mira, by the way.”

    “I…” I coughed and tried again. “I’m… hang on! How do you afford so many trips?”

    “Oh, in this life I’m a trust fund kid. Daddy pays for it. But this trip I saw a life where I lived on an island eating fish, so I think maybe I should just give it all up this time.”


    “My life is boring. Even my other lives are boring. But this time, this time was different. I wasn’t only eating the fish, but there was a woman teaching me how to cook it. I want to find her.”

    I stared at the woman. She sounded so sure that this was what she should do. I thought of the lives that had passed through my own mind, and felt like maybe I, too, was on the wrong path. “I think I understand,” I said.


    I nodded. “My life, my real life, isn’t what I thought it would be. The truth is, I hate what I’m doing. I hate being a corporate exec. I have no personal life. I’m so lonely…” I trailed off, tears rolling down my face. 

    Suddenly, a loud popping noise erupted in the cabin. Mira laid herself flat on the floor and we both looked out between the seats. A large man was shooting his rifle into the ceiling, which seemed to absorb the bullets as they hit it. A number of people in the same white suits as the attendant tackled him, wrenching the gun from him. They lifted him up, strapped him into a seat, and cocooned him. 

    “That’s a first,” said Mira.

    “Oh?” I asked.

    “Well, the Freedom laws say he can bring the gun on board, but usually folks pack them in their checked luggage. This is the first time I’ve seen one brought on as a carry on. They’ll probably take it off him when we get to Germany, though. They don’t like it when Americans try to bring guns.”

    I sat up again and thought for a moment. “Hey, shouldn’t I be more scared that some crazy guy was shooting his gun?”

    “Probably, but that sedative is pretty strong,” Mira said. She looked at the screen. “Five minutes left. Hang on!” and she flattened out on the floor again. 

    I followed her lead. When the twist of time and different timelines came again, I noticed that this time I wasn’t alone in them. There was a woman with me. In some timelines we traveled, and in some we had a house and a family, in others we lived on a farm, or in the mountains in a chalet. Then, as suddenly as the timelines started, they stopped. 

    “Passengers, we have now stopped in Berlin. The time is 1800 and the weather is nineteen degrees. Please check around your seat for any items that may have moved or shifted during the trip. Thank you for taking the Global Express, and we hope to see you again soon!” 

    I sat up while the attendant started speaking in other languages, feeling mostly normal again, then managed to stand and extract my carryon from the chair. Mira stood up, too, and stared at me. “So, uh, do you want to…” she began.

    “Would you like to go to dinner with me?” I said at the same time, surprising myself. 

    The other woman smiled, which seemed to light up the room. After a moment, she said, “I’d like that.” I smiled and followed her off the train into the Berlin night.

  • It’s finally Fall!

    Hello Fall! Oh how I have missed you! The turning of the leaves! The blessedly cold air! The stews, bread, and other cold weather food! Ah, it’s my favorite time of year!

    August was a bit of a rough month, as you can tell by the fact that I didn’t have an update for you last month. I had a bit of a mental health hit, but thanks to adjustments to my daily brain chemistry supplement, I’m doing much better.

    I also started a new novel called Nemetona, which was based on an idea I got while considering writing for LeVar Burton’s Short Story Contest for his podcast. I didn’t end up entering the contest because the idea expanded into novel size, and well, here we are. Coming off of August, it was hard for me to sit at the computer and write because I kept distracting myself with things like YouTube, new fountain pens, and other various things. So instead of typing the novel right now, I decided to put my collection of fountain pens and notebooks to good use and am writing it longhand. It’s been working pretty well so far (as in, I’m actually writing the dang thing!).

    The notebook I’ve been using is awesome. I had to scour the internet to find more of them, but finally found a local supplier. What kind of notebook is this, you ask? From what I understand, the format is called the Oxford Lecture notebook. It’s lined, but with a blank one inch margin on the right. I love it because I can make novel notes in the margin without having to squeeze it between the text, or fight with the binding and holes! The one in the picture is from Clairefontaine (link is in French) so it has beautiful paper for use with fountain pens.

    Speaking of pens and ink, I have new stuff!

    The three inks are three more Pilot Iroshizuku inks. I’m quite obsessed with these inks. The colors are amazing, and the inks just work with any pen I throw at them. I think I have about half the collection now. I will collect them all!

    The orange pen I bought from Jetpens and is called the Moonman pen from Korea. The cool thing about this pen is that you can swap out the regular fountain pen nib for a glass pen nib! I haven’t tried using the glass nib for writing yet, but I might try it later.

    Underneath the Moonman pen is the new TWSBI Swipe, which is TWSBI’s first cartridge pen. This is also my first stub nib and I really dig it. It makes my writing look good without trying real hard! The grey capped pen next to it is a TWSBI Eco with a stub nib, which I just got today. All TWSBIs just really work so well and I adore them!

    The funky looking pen in the picture is yet another Rotring Core pen. This one is black and blue-grey. My lord, these pens are my new obsession! They’re really comfortable to write with and have that cool scifi look about them. (And I’m super excited because I have a red and black one on the way!!) I still think it’s a shame that Rotring stopped making these pens.

    I’ve been reading a lot lately since I’m backing off of most social media for awhile. Most of the books I’ve been reading are spicy romances because it’s hard for me to read other scifi while writing scifi. This month I’ve been reading Gail Carriger’s San Andreas Shifter’s series. If you like steamy paranormal gay male werewolf romance, then this will hit the spot. (Pun intended.) If you like your shifter smut of the cis het variety, I can recommend Zoe Chant’s Bodyguard Shifters series (actually, I’ve read a good chunk of all of her series, and all that I’ve read are fun, steamy reads with happy endings).

    One more book note before I get back to novel writing: I’ve pushed out the publication date for the Survey series until early next year. No major problems or anything, it’s just logistics. I also want to say big thanks to my beta readers for being awesome people!


    The Four Keys – Download or get a paperback version from Amazon: US LinkGerman Link

    I write fanfiction, too (all PG/PG-13): AO3 Fanfiction

    In Progress

    Survey Foundation Series

    Survey: In the far future, on a globally sponsored science station, a woman discovers the key to making a functional AGI work in the midst of political unrest. (First Draft Complete – with beta readers)

    Unity: A military chaplain and her bodyguard get embroiled in a major conspiracy that threatens the humans colonies of Unity and the AIs Nation of Survey. (First Edit Pass Complete – with beta readers )

    Colony: After the events of Unity, Jenny returns to her home colony where she, Lulu and another agent realize that someone else was also behind the New Harmonists pulling strings. (First Draft Complete! –with beta readers)

    Consortium: After the events of Unity, Jack and Marsha get assigned by Survey to help an AI who had been exiled and has asked for help. (First Draft Complete– with beta readers)

    Legend Series

    Nemetona: A lone Captain and his AI answer a distress call from a sentient species who are dying. (Writing — Longhand, so I don’t know the word count yet.)

    Mercury Series

    Mercury: The Mercury Generation Ship begins it’s journey to the Andromeda galaxy. (Started, but stalled.)