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Raffle for “Blood Soaked and Gone!”

I mentioned that I was going to run a raffle/contest/something for BSAG. Well, I’ve finally decided on the terms and prizes. This event starts on 1/1/15, so don’t enter ahead of time!

To enter: I’m going to ask three things of the raffle participants. Like my Facebook page. Follow me on Twitter. Send me an email at book3@bloodsoakedandwriting.com to let me know you’ve done those things.

Particulars: the day after the book is released, I will draw three names at random. First name gets first prize, and so on.


Grand Prize: a knife handmade by me, including an oiled leather belt sheath. Here’s a horrible cell phone photo (wife’s gonna kill me)

Hand forged 1075HC steel blade, clouds & lightning carving; brass guard; stag handle with cocobolo cap
Hand forged 1075HC steel blade, clouds & lightning carving; brass guard; stag handle with cocobolo cap

Second Prize: a short story with the winner as the main character, you choose the genre

Third Prize: your choice of free e-books of the “Blood Soaked” trilogy, or a page from my notes that I wrote while writing it.

There you have it.

Busy and working on a contest

I’m sorry I haven’t updated in a while. That includes adding more to the 19 Puffs of Smoke story. Being busy is an awful excuse, but it happens to be true.

My writing has been second priority for a few weeks, and might stay that way or a little while. That being said, I am working on an idea or two centered around Blood Soaked and Gone. A contest giveaway. Yes, a giveaway to warm up interest in the series!

Would you give me some thoughts on prizes I’m considering? They are a knife (made by me), a custom short story involving the winner, or maybe a walk on role in book 4.

Speaking of Blood Soaked 4, I am writing it, slowly. I find that trying to write three books at once is challenging. If my brain explodes, I’d like you all to remember me fondly. Okay?

You might find this interesting. As you know, I’m helping out a non-profit get started. It looks like I’ll be spearheading another startup organization with ties very close to my heart. I can’t tell you the URL, because they’re only starting to build it now, but I will say the group focuses on wounded warrior rehab…in a VERY unique way.

Trust me, once things get started, I’ll tell you all about it. I’m tremendously excited to be a part of what they’re building.

Ciao for now. I will exhort you, as usual, to be fabulous people, and create great communities to survive the coming end of civilization as we know it.

Blood Soaked and Gone revised release date!

Blood Soaked and Gone, Blood Soaked #3 will appear on 2/17/15!

Would life be complete without a teaser? Probably not!

Blood_Soaked_And_GoneTeaser: Blood Soaked and Gone

My right arm stands out. It is matte black, the way that stretched latex is. In fact, some people have asked me if I’m a rubber fetishist.

I’m not. I wouldn’t know what a rubber fetish is if it sauntered over and stuck it’s tongue in my ear.

Truthfully, I’d probably squeal.

When you take a closer look at my arm, you can see the fibers and crystal-like formations that spread across the surface of the “skin.” Then it is completely apparent that my limb isn’t rubber, silicone, or some high tech textile wizardry; it is something else.

The same goes for my right eye, except that it behaves in typical ways, and for the most part, looks normal. Yet, if you pay attention, you’ll notice that the pupil doesn’t react to changes in light—it doesn’t need to. That’s been known to bother people. All I can do is shrug because I can’t do anything about it. I’m just happy it looks like a normal eye most of the time.

There was a time that it was just as black as my arm. You’d think I mugged a gothy teenager in a shopping mall. Luckily, I convinced it to look more like a regular eye. The arm, on the other hand, resists persuasion.

I can’t remember how many times I’ve asked myself if these body parts are me, or if they’re something else. I imagine if they were traditional prosthetics, it would be an easy answer. You pull your artificial limb off, stand it in the corner, or lay it on the bedside table, and you know you stop where your physical body ends.

What are these parts? They’re not prosthetics, even if I can detach the arm—I can still move it, even when it isn’t in the same room as the rest of me—I know how I got them, and where they came from, but defining them eludes me.

Don’t ask me about seeing with my fingers. I don’t like talking about it.