Jonathan Moeller, Pulp Writer

“We should go through the library,” you say. Everyone turns to look at you. “Callatas, as a Master Alchemist, will

I can return to my lost love

But before we come to the main point, I have to put that in some context by mentioning some ebook

“We should hide,” you say. “Right now.” “The lady speaks sense,” says Nasser. “Tarquin?” Tarquin shakes himself out his terror

Passed the 90,000 word mark in “Soul of Serpents” (the sequel to Demonsouled and Soul of Tyrants) today. Eight thousand

Since I have the day off, today I read the self-published short story collection of a New York Times bestselling

Sorry about the formatting errors in Episode 15a – posting it from an iPod Touch had some, um, interesting side

You snatch one of the acid vials from your pocket, break the seal, and dump it upon the daevagoth’s leathery,

10Kan asks a good question: does Nerina Strake carry an antidote to the paralytic on her blades and crossbow darts?

The Minnesota state government shut down, since it’s broke, which means that all the rest stops along the freeways are

“Nasser,” you say. “Wait.” Azaces glares at you, but Nasser stops, eyebrows raised. “Samnirdamnus gave me a warning,” you say.