So it seems at this point; I’ll do anything to avoid revision work . . . which means I’m pretty much writing away on anything that isn’t my book.
After a short foray into science fiction, my feet are once again planted in the world of Noman. It all began as a joke with a friend, who has these scrabble pieces on his fridge. Every time I’m visiting, I’m playing around with those things, to the point of absurdity. Long story short, I wrote down eleven silly names, and then said I’d write a short-story about them. And then I did. This time, we follow the life of a young boy named Theden, who after a certain string of events, has the sudden urge not to die. It’s a tale of love, revenge and all those classic clichés, with a heavier Greek tragedy flavor than anything I’ve written. (Click the book to read . . . you know how this works.)
Happy reading, and be sure to leave me some feedback in the comments, whether you like the novella or not! (Minor updates follows below)