We’ve got two upcoming titles. One is the second book in the Nanodaemons series, the insane IoT programs that run our lives in the future. The second is the series starter for Cyberpink, a colourful blood sport.
No, wait. Start the presses. Start them. Bad analogy.
The retelling of “A Christmas Carol” by Charles Dickens is now on paperback.
Scrooge is looking for a taxi to get home on Christmas Eve. But he will get the ride of his life, as he is walked through his past, his present and his future to end up a changed man.
Set in modern day Athens, this science-fiction version of the classic ghost story is guaranteed to bring shivers down your spine and a smile to your face.
“It isn’t too late for all us Scrooges, and this story did make me see more than the classic.”
“An entertaining, uplifting novella perfect to read during Christmastime.”
“This is a rollicking, hiccup producing, laugh out loud morality play that would make Dickens sit up and take notice. A lot of fun!”
Look at these gorgeous Victorian illustrations by Arthur Rackham, the book illustrator of Ebenezer Scrooge’s story. A fine Mythographer indeed. His gritty, realistic drawings inspired the director Guillermo del Toro, who cites Rackham as an influence on the design of “The Faun” of Pan’s Labyrinth.
Sounds fun. Can I get it in time for cozy reading with twinkly ambiance?
Get the paperback book just in time for Christmas:
It’s available on Amazon and other regional stores.
We actually prefer that you buy from the major retailers, cause that gets the algorithms rolling. But for various reasons we have the same stories available on our site.
In the future, we will offer variant covers that will not be available on any retailer.
Regarding Kindle Unlimited titles: We are experimenting with KU distribution. That, called Kindle Select, has an exclusivity clause that prevents us from even selling on our own site. Only Amazon stores are allowed. We generally don’t like that but as soon as the titles shift out of select we will update the products here.
We now accept cryptocurrency. Complete your checkout as normal, and you can choose from Bitcoin, Litecoin, Ethereum or Monero. Send us an email at email@example.com after sending payment to verify the transaction and get your files.
Limitless meets Black Mirror in this novel that pushes the limits of a couple’s minds.
When Galene meets a man who’s only goal in life is to make his mind go faster, she ends up falling for him. But will she manage to keep the relationship going at the top of the glass tower, when in reality she’s too much of a slob and is bogged down with all her unfinished goals, when their age difference becomes too much of a problem, and when his work places them in the sights of an unforgiving huntress?
Do you want to know what’s next for the computer geek Galene? Do you wanna meet Artemis? Then read this bittersweet story in a world where thinking too swiftly can get you killed.
You can start reading the ebook right now on Amazon and get a discount at $2.99 (from $4.99)
This story is in the same series of Crying Over Spilt Light, our divisive but unforgettable story with an android Muse.
While it doesn’t contain the same characters or situations, it’s in the same world and there’s another Muse from the same corporation that meddles with things. We playfully call this series “Hire a Muse.” So this is book 2.
Now available on Amazon, we give you the chance to get a copy at a discount. Cause we love you. Click the buttons and tell your friends.
Patronage. Just like the practice of old, we’ve resurrected the model into a digital mold, more fitting to the age.
Micropatronage, having a bunch of regular people pitching in small amounts instead of one wealthy patron, is being successful with plenty of examples.
What I had was a PILE of story ideas sitting on my projects folder. Some have merit, some are simply the butt of a joke. Others are pretty damn brilliant, I might say.
I took all that and decided to squeeze out at least one short story per month. That way, I can see the works-in-progress slowly thinning down, I can test them with real people and real readers, and see which one’s a winner and which one’s a dud.
I’ve been doing that already with the Epic Poets, but to be honest, I firmly believe in putting one’s money where one’s mouth is. Feedback from fans is excellent, but feedback from people who have paid a dollar carries much more weight.
Also, I have plenty of ideas that fall into fantasy or urban fantasy. At some point, as I burn through the sci-fi ones, I’ll eventually work on those too. Having patrons will provide a steady and verifiable metric that my output will be worth the time invested. I’m bound to change a lot of this on my Patreon page, I just threw one up quickly.
There’s a short story waiting for you right now, called “Life Coach.”
So, click the orange button to get a steady flow of speculative fiction short stories. I’m your story-dealer. Be patronizing. Or just share the post with your friends.
Teaser Chapter: Moirai – Brains operating @ 12 times normal human speed
Two weeks ago:
It was a secure white room, in a nondescript basement owned by Moiragetis Holdings. The three women were perched upon their marble pedestals, mumbling and threading the flow of information.
The women, dressed in white, seemed aged beyond their years. Their thin hair barely flowed, their frail hands moving, twitching, as if working the air with purpose.
Bundles of flashing and glowing optic fibres were feeding into their backs, directly into their spine. They connected them to the server at the room below, an unlisted supercomputer with a singular purpose.
Their eyes were glazed white, for they could not see in the conventional sense. Their optic nerves had been claimed by the stream of data. In front of their eyes, it was as if the internet was the Earth’s seas and rivers, and you had struck a blow in the rockface and made a marvellous shower erupt, the rays of the sun making rainbows in the mist. It was like that, each second of each day, for the three Moirai.
Klotho, to weave the thread of data.
Lachesis, to measure the thread and assign it to its proper owner,
And Atropos, to cut the thread at its proper place.
For data was fate and fate was data. For if one person or three could see the twists and turns of fate, they could see the immediate future and seeing the future meant seizing it. Snatching it out of the infinite possibilities and probabilities in the quantum foam of the universe and forcing it to gel into existence, an Observer making electrons decide on molecular trajectories by the mere push of his gaze.
There was one misunderstanding, though.
Fate was not tailored to a person, as it was commonly believed. No. Fate was a given constant, only the person it was assigned to was the thing to be decided.
Take the Twelve Labors of Hercules, for example. One might think that Fate came with the life of the person itself, the demigod, despised by Hera and forced to endure endless tragedies. In truth, the Fate of Hercules was a constant, and it happened to befall upon the poor man. Like a story looking for its protagonist.
“Sister?” Klotho wheezed.
“Yes, my dear?” Lachesis replied in the same rasping whisper.
“Take note of this particular thread of Fate,” Klotho said and passed the data on to her left.
“Oh, my, what a nasty one this is!” Lachesis rasped and measured the thread of data.
Klotho turned her cataract eyes to her sister, watching with interest as she worked the thread. “To whom shall we assign this, Sister?”
“Give it to me,” snapped Atropos, the nastiest and oldest sister, as she snatched the thread from them. “Yes,” she said with delight as she cut the thread. “Yes, yes, yes.” She picked up another thread of data from the folds of her white dress, it seemed as if she was saving it for a special occasion. She spun and weaved the smaller thread to the original one, matching twists and making ends disappear. It was an expert’s work.
The younger sisters turned to her side, dreading to interfere. A woman’s face showed up in the shower of Augmented Reality they saw, along with every bit of data about her. Every keystroke she ever pushed, every step she ever took, every frame of video she ever watched and was in. Her life, digitised. They gasped. “Can she endure it?” the two sisters said in unison.
This group is currently beta. Meaning things are about to change at any time.
So what can you do over there? Well, except talk about the God Complex books, we can discuss articles, favorite mythologies, movies like Wonder Woman and Thor, books like Ilium and Percy Jackson, anything you like. Keep it civil, but light swearing is allowed.
There’s something different about this omnibus. We are constantly updating it with all the other books in the God Complex Universe. That’s correct, the omnibus is getting bigger all the time, updated with our new stories. There is a delay in the update (a few months). The price keeps going up, but everyone who purchased it early will keep getting the new files. If you haven’t already, turn on your DLC settings on Amazon so that the file is always up to date. On other retailers, just delete the file and redownload. If you happen to encounter any difficulty at all, just send us an email at firstname.lastname@example.org and we’ll sort it out.
That’s why this book is important, because it represents the whole body of work. But it also rewards dedicated fans like you, while being an experiment at the same time (We haven’t heard of any other publisher doing it).
Does this evoke the right feel for you? Please comment on this post, we want to hear from you.