I’m not sure when I promised this book but I think it was January 2019 (happy new year all, by the way!). Out of pity for my editors (except for BRKN who managed effortlessly) and the fact that they can’t all be remorseless reading machines, I’m going to most likely bump to February – but that is as far as my self-publishing arbitrary deadline creep will go.
To keep you happy in the meantime, here comes the cover!
So pretty. And apparently there doesn’t seem to be any way to depict a knight holding a sword that doesn’t make the sword look like a penis, but wasn’t that the whole point of knights and swords anyway?
Well, there you go.
– Posted from home in the wee small hours of the morning.
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
That dude is hung as fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuukk
Awesome! Can’t wait!
Well if there was anything we knew about Greyblade and the Burning Knights, it was that they had it to swing around.