Black Fall free this week

(If you missed the sale, scroll to the end)

The title really says it all. I'm offering my first book for free until Friday on the odds you're going to like it enough to get the second one, which comes out the 10th of March (EEEEE!)

Black Fall: http://www.amazon.com/Black-Fall-Year...
White Winter: http://www.amazon.com/White-Winter-Bl...

If you've already read it (thank you), remember Deus Ex Rand() is also part of the series and permanently free. You could do me an absolute solid and pass the sale on to a friend who might enjoy it as well.

Finally, if you missed the sale and HAVEN'T read Black Fall, you can always get it for free by signing up for my newsletter: http://eepurl.com/bjBgYr

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E-book Sale

81% off the Kindle version of Black Fall on June 11th.

Total, shameless incentive to read my blog, which I worry over like a terrier named Spot who growls around a mouthful of dead rat, not sure if anyone will take it from them, but you can't be too careful.

On second thought, I don't worry over my blog like that at all, but I do value my readers. I wish you all luck in the Goodreads giveaway that ends in a few hours, and if you don't win you can pick it up digitally for less than a buck, one week from now.

If you missed it, I let readers know about sales and send out free reading on my newsletter:www.blackyearbooks.com

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Top Shelf

When I was about eight years old, I got it into my head I was going to read a grown-up book, so I carried a stool to the bookshelf and pulled Stephen King's "IT" off the top shelf.

It was a 1000+ page monster, and, after dragging it up to my platform bed, I read every single page and understood about half of them (not because the writing was difficult - it was remarkably clear - but some of the ideas were beyond me).

After that, there was no such thing as a grown-up book; there were only interesting ones and boring ones. I moved from "The Hardy Boys" to Ken Follett, Michael Creighton, Wilbur Smith, and Tom Clancy. "The Silmarillion" was a quagmire, but I tore through "The Hobbit," "The Lord of the Rings," and "The Chronicles of Narnia" without pause. I wish I'd had a tool like Goodreads back then, because I'd love to know what I thought of them at the time. A friend's father turned me onto the "Discworld" books (thanks, Mr. Cooper), and the military fed me entire lists of recommended reading.

I was on my way back from a wedding, recently, when my plane was delayed by a conscientious pilot and a flat tire (it takes both). Since I had an hour to kill, I picked up "Mr. Mercedes" at an airport kiosk and started going through it (Review here: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1289198659). There were no supernatural elements except a vague sense of fate, but I didn't feel let down like some reviewers. Reading Stephen King as a new writer is a different experience from reading it as an eager kid.

I like to think I appreciate the finesse of his work more. It's no longer the adrenaline rush of a spectator, but the pleasure of seeing a fellow practitioner do something well. I admired the spareness of the prose, the way he maintained the tension of the plot and twisted it whenever it became predictable. I realized on several occasions I was out of my depth and have a LOT to learn, but also noticed some things (alright, two of them) I would have done differently. 

I've come a long way from tracing lines I had a hard time with, my head resting on a giant stuffed lion, but that little thrill of reaching for something that's  beyond me is still there. It's just going to take a little stubbornness, a couple decades, and a whole lot of writing.

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