Book news!

Dreamspinner Press will be publishing the sequel to Infected: Prey, presumably titled Infected: Bloodlines, by the end of the year. Which is why you will find the stories Bloodlines and Life After Death gone from the archives. (Sorry.) But hopefully you’ll be willing to check out the book. I’ll be posting more details as they become available. How cool is this? (I’ll go ahead and answer – very cool.)

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Meantime, Part 8

8 – I Became A Prostitute Holden figured his trip to the Church was timely, as the Rico case hit a dead end. The old number he had for Jewel was no longer in service, and the first mutual friend they had also had a disconnected number. There was someone else he could call, and did, but all he got was their machine. He left a message, but he had no idea if they would ever call back. If he couldn’t find Jewel, his investigation ended here. Hell, even if he did find her, she might not have seen a damn thing, and the investigation ended anyways. Roan had told him once that sometimes there wasn’t even an ending, good or bad, just a series of questions that could never be answered. Perhaps Rico’s life would boil down to that. Maybe his would too. Grey made...

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Yet another timewaster …

There’s a new online thing that allows you to create your own radio station, so of course I did. http://songza.com/listen/turn-your-crank-to-frank I will add songs when I remember to, or as requested. Yes, that’s a Mystery Science Theater 3000 reference. Why do you ask?

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I forgot what day it was …

… because I’m an idiot like that sometimes. Anyways, I have a short story in Dreamspinner Press’s “Making Contact anthology, so here’s an excerpt for your perusal, the opening paragraphs of a story titled “Alone”: **** They always said it was the loneliness that would kill you. Not right away, of course. First you’d lose your mind in this endless expanse of eternal night and ice, and then you’d kill yourself, maybe by overriding the safeties and opening the airlock door before the pressure equalized, or maybe something as stupidly low tech as cutting your wrists with a utility knife. Even though the psychological testing was more rigorous for this than anything, it was still called the “suicide run” by the guys...

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Meantime, Part 7

7 – The Common Plague Doctor Rosenberg burst in without knocking, when Roan was getting dressed. He’d only just gotten his underwear on, and he was kind of relieved, but then it occurred to him how many times she had seen him naked, and realized it was a stupid thing to be embarrassed about. Still, it was an attempt at dignity. “Look, asshole, how many times are we gonna have this conversation?” She began, as exasperated as she usually was him. “You can’t just wake up from a coma and walk out of the hospital.” “I told him,” Dylan said helplessly. Roan pulled up his jeans, which were looser than before (funny, but that was the whole metabolism thing again), and said, “I’m fine. If I was a normal person, I’d agree, but I’m not. I’m...

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