Jonathan Moeller, Pulp Writer

You take a deep breath, and before anyone can stop you, you slip past the library doors and into the

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Nine chapters of “Soul of Serpents” written, three to go. I can feel my mental stamina starting to give out.

“Khaenset,” you say, still staring at your brother in the mirror. “What do you see?” Khaenset shrugs, expressionless. “I do

…is out today. Am I going to get it? (long pause) Yeah. Despite the fact that the ever-erudite superversive is

“No,” you say. Samnirdamnus blinks, and for a moment the djinn, the ancient, immortal prince of the spirit world, actually

An exciting day yesterday – I passed the 100,000 word mark in “Soul of Serpents”, the sequel to Demonsouled and

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

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