LOW TIDE (approximately 7.500 words) ~
This is a love story, mainly..but also a time travel story and an end of the world story. I never seem to be able to disentangle love from some sort of cataclysmic, world-ending event. What does that say about me, I wonder? :)
Jolie and Nathan have been in love since they first met, back at MIT where they were both enrolled as “accelerated students,” a few years before either of them could legally drive. When the military-funded, ‘time-space anomaly’ project they’re working on for Black Arrow Industries in White Sands, New Mexico goes bad, it might be only their love for one another that can save them...and possibly everyone else in the world from a quieter kind of apocalypse, too. A science fiction time-travel story about love, marriage and remembering who you really are.
This one is only on sale at Amazon.com right now, although I'll be creating a paperback version too, that should show up pretty quick on other outlets. I'm going to be distributing everywhere for this one in three months, I just thought I'd try giving Amazon exclusive rights for one quarter.
The Image of My Own Death (approx. 6,000 words) ~
This is kind of a creepy one, and a bit different from my "usual" type thing, if there is a usual type thing. In it, the not-hero has found a way to re-experience events, in all of their salacious glory, by using photographs to travel back in time to that particular moment (in a sense). The problem? He's a serial killer...or at least, his 'peculiar tastes' run very much in that direction.
What if the last man whose mind you'd ever want to be inside could do a form of time travel and re-experience the life of anyone they want, just by looking at a photograph? In this dark fantasy, meet our not-hero, who, while he claims he's never killed anyone with his own hands, may or may not be a serial killer anyway. But even serial killers get bored, especially when they run out of A-material, and eventually our not-hero finds himself short on his favorite kind of murder and looking for new material. When he meets Jack, another loner psychopath who shares his 'peculiar interests,' it might be a marriage made in heaven...but what does Jack want from our not-hero exactly? And is he really okay with being the one to do the crime? (Horror)
This one is available at all ebook retailers, or will be soon, (Amazon, Smashwords, Kobo, Omnilit, Barnes and Noble, DriveThru Fiction, etc.)
Hope you like them!
I have a whole other thing I thought about writing this morning, since I'm still in mid-move and therefore kind of in that in-between position that makes it hard to start ambitious new projects, but that might have to wait for another day. It was something along the lines of - "Decadence and the Allie's War Men - What's Different About Seers?" It's something I've been thinking about a lot lately, and was going to write something along those lines, but yeah, maybe not today.
Today, I write a bit more, work on paperbacks, then finish packing and scrub down a bathroom. Ah, the glamorous life of a fiction writer!
Oh! But I AM going to see the new Star Trek movie tonight, in all of its IMAX glory, with my pal, Roy, which should be cool. We've opted for 3-D, which I haven't done since Avatar, I think, so should be exciting...or make my eyes bleed, I'm not sure which.
Have I mentioned that I kind of love Benedict Cumberbatch? I'm a HUGE Sherlock fan, but I've liked some of his creepier roles, too, including as the cad / child molester in Atonement. In my opinion, the ONLY flaw of the first JJ Abrams reboot of the Star Trek movie franchise lay in its somewhat boring and un-scary villain (sorry, Eric Bana...maybe it was the script?). In that one, it didn't really matter so much, since the focus was more on re-discovering the main characters and their origins, but for this one, they really needed some seriously clever badassery...thus, the choice of Cumberbatch, I'm assuming. :)
Either way, I'm looking forward to it, even in all of its 3-D, eye-popping madness. I may have to get a big bag of processed sugar, to complete the whole experience, so I can drive my friend nuts jabbering at him about inconsequential movie-making details, Star Trek trivia and the past credits of all involved...
Yes, I'm a bona fide dork. Got my certificate and everything...