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Okay, guys. I've just tweaked the $10-level reward to make it more appealing. Of greater import, though, I've just posted the first three chapters of an unedited and as yet unsold epic-ish fantasy novel! More chapters forthcoming, at (roughly; not a promise) a rate of one per week.

It'll be some time before this book is sold and/or published, so this is probably the only way anyone will see it for at least a couple of years. Plus, y'know, there's the opportunity to offer feedback.

Take a look and, if you feel so inclined, consider supporting. I think it's more than worth it. :-)

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Seven decades ago, there were cities upon cities.

Kingdoms and nations; the remains of ancient empire. Cultures at war and cultures at trade. Humans, dwarves, elves, and others. Magic and monsters, rare but real. And so it was for millennia, through two dynamic ages the lorekeepers and scribes called Ascensions.

Until the world ended.

Most call it the Fall, but whatever term a given people choose to use, it marked the time when everything changed.

Nations crumbled. Races died. Magic sputtered. Nature sickened.

The dead woke.


Welcome to Zileska, a world ravaged by death and undeath.
About seventy years ago, the Second Ascension came to a brutal end in a worldwide cataclysm called the Fall. During this period of stark decline, magic began to fail, and as it did, the world's fallen began to rise from their graves. Whether because the doors to the Underworld flew from their hinges, or because the God of the Dead went mad (a popular theory), the end result was the same.

As the tide of death swept across the lands of Zileska, taking with it city after city, the remnants of each fractured culture and racial hold began to retreat to the same place of sanctuary — the mountain citadel of the dwarves, called Elldimek.

Seven decades is a long time, however. More than enough time to watch refugees become rulers; to see hosts become slaves in their own homes.

Elldimek is no more. It has become the city of Redoubt, so named and decreed in the Accord of Last Redoubt — a treaty of surviving human cultures. Under its terms, the dwarves were stripped of their claims to the city, and those dwarves who weren't executed or exiled became slaves to human masters. In the time since the Accord, some have earned back their freedom, but many still toil under indenture.

Stiflingly tyrannical where the rich and powerful dwell, hideously crime-ridden where want and poverty nest, and all around — sometimes within the walls themselves — the ever-hungry Dead. Redoubt is a city, a culture, possibly even an entire world, in what certainly seems to be its final hours.


CA Suleiman, Jaym Gates, and I created The Lost Citadel a few years ago, starting with a fiction anthology. We wanted to examine the notion of high fantasy laid low-a Tolkien-esque or standard D&D-esque world subject to a disaster on every level, reduced to more of a gritty, Thieves' World or Howard-esque aesthetic. We're thrilled to be working with the folks at Green Ronin, and a team of other great writers--including Keith Baker, creator of Eberron--to develop not only the RPG side of Lost Citadel, but to bring the fiction to a wider audience.

I know a lot of 5E fans have been eagerly awaiting some new and different setting material. I think this'll scratch that itch for many of you. :-)

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You know what? I've written a lot of short stories, and I'm proud of most of them, but people don't think "short stories" when they think of me. I'm a novel writer.

So starting later this month, that's the unpublished early-draft fiction I'll be putting up on my Patreon: Individual chapters of one of the novels I haven't sold yet.

And yes, for the duration of the novel, I'll be putting up said fiction more often than once a month. I'm thinking I'll shoot for weekly, though that's not a promise. Might even start with a few chapters at once, just to get people intrigued.

If you're not a supporter yet, now might be a good time. :-)

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And it's here. The end of the world.

But just maybe you can be one of those who survives it.

The brainchild of CA Suleiman, Jaym Gates, and myself, The Lost Citadel is high fantasy made low, the world of Tolkien or standard D&D after magic broke, nature grew sick, and the dead awoke. It's about the horrors, not merely of the undead, but of the living when there's nowhere else to go.

Presented by Green Ronin, the project includes roleplaying material, fiction, and more, as developed by a LOT of talented authors (including the winners of the recent talent search).

Take a look. Maybe offer some support. And we'll try to make sure to save you a little bit of space in Redoubt, when it's all that's left of civilization.

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In these times of social uncertainty, it's easy to forget about the written works that have nowhere to go.

For less than 20 cents a day, you too can provide a home for at LEAST one short piece of fiction every month, plus any number of essays and commentaries. Please, won't you help out?

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More as-yet-unpublished and unedited fiction for your perusal. This time, a sword-and-sorcery novelette detailing another adventure of Lathaan, protagonist of "The Rubies of Olun-Zeth" from my STRANGE NEW WORLDS collection.

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Got a seriously geeky question for you all. (And it's a completely public post, so anyone, not just backers, can answer.)

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Asking for questions and feedback today, to help shape the first of my videos. Take a look and let me know what you think. :-)

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Well, we're coming up on the end of launch week. If you've already elected to participate, or just shared the link, know that I'm grateful. If you haven't, maybe take a look and consider it? I think there's something there for anyone who's a fan of, or curious about, my work. :-)
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