Jonathan Moeller, Pulp Writer

the juvenility of nihilism

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.

No, that’s not the designation for a Borg drone. It means of I’ve written 7 of the 12 chapters for

…on a Nook Color today. Somewhere, a Barnes & Noble executive is weeping. -JM

You step closer, peering into the alcove. There’s nothing at all in it. Lots of cobwebs in the corner, thick,

…to everyone who voted in “Wraithblood” today, and who bought books. There were rather more of you than I expected.