Gulch of Fire

I don’t know what else to call it yet. Anyway, here goes.

Eighty years ago, things changed.
Eighty years ago, the Great Kingdoms were attacked by the Famine and people died. Civilization died. Things changed.
Eighty years ago, the mountains shook and shuddered and rumbled. Down from the peaks came whole clouds of the Famine-Flyers. Insects as big as a fist that’d eat anything. Especially steel. Especially the flesh and armor of the great Knights, our Heroes, our Kings. They ate up all of the defenses and all of our food until we adapted. Until things changed.
Eighty years ago, the Famine started. It lasted for five years and killed nine in ten. If not from the Famine-Flyers, from the starvation. From the cold. From the fear. Now things have changed and the world’s moved on. The knights and soldiers carry hard iron now. The wizards and will-workers use science and genius to supplement their magics, since the world is weak and faithless. Clerics have taken up The Black and the serve the Saints in their own ways, burying the dead and healing the sick. Trappers, Trackers, and Scouts have taken up the Rifle to claim the land back from the Famine-Flyers – even if it is just a desert now. The common people have had to become hard-bitten and competent, honing their skills to razors. And over them all are the Marshals, keeping the peace and serving the Righteous Law since the Temple Knights all died fighting the Famine.
Things changed, the world’s harder now. But we get along.

The Hub

More of a project I’m working on with a friend of mine.

I hope you enjoy it!

As I’ve mentioned before, if you do enjoy it, please consider sending a link to this, or to the blog itself, to friends and fellow readers. If you like it a lot please consider donating to The Writing Engine over on the right hand side. I’m currently supported by a wonderful woman who can’t quite keep me up on her own and I’m slowly working through unemployment payments. Every penny that’s sent is treasured dearly for the food, clothes, and stability it gives me.

Now to work on my post for Wednesday.

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Thought I Owed You Something

Here’s a couple of characters that I’m working on for that steampuunky fantasy humor thing I’m trying to write.

Hope you like them!

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An Odious Duty

I cannot claim ownership of this piece in its entirety, the seed comes from a dear friend of mine that has helped me do some of my editing and continues to be a great friend and confidant.

This, as well, is just the beginning. There is, potentially, much me to come.

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Experimentation

I’m still playing around with my newish steampunk fantasy setting. Hopefully I find something really nice through all this digging around.

Anyway, I hope you’re enjoying everything, sharing links with your friends, that kind of thing.

See you all around!

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I don’t know. Don’t ask me to explain.

Please, if you can, consider throwing a few coins in my hat through the donate button on the right.

For now I’m going to shower and make sense of what the hell I just wrote.

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The Silent Steward

Today is a little bit of D&D inspired fantasy.

I might do more with this later but I’m not sure. It’s all very…gestational right now.

Blah blah screen still broken, etc.

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The Beginning of Something Great

This is the first part of my history of Royan, and it is the killing of the gods.

Royan is a specifically atheistic world where the gods and their religions are snuffed out because of their danger to the world around them. It is a classical fantasy world where the magic is separated into scientific Schools and the wizards are accorded positions of power as trusted instructors and engineers of the threads of reality.

The first part of the story of the death of the gods centers on the Dwarves, the oldest of the many races.

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There’s Always More Problems To Fix

So today is a bit of a fantasy piece, technically, in my fantasy setting Royan. I’m not sure how I feel about it right now but, y’know, what the hell! Let’s put it up here. I wrote it yesterday and I’m pretty happy with it right now. Can’t ever tell what the crowd’s gonna think.

My readership may or may not be falling lately, though. I need your help, my reader’s help, getting the word out if you can. Please share the blog with someone today? In fact, if you ask me nicely I’ll write a short story just for you if you’ll share it with your social circles. ‘Cause amplification is the name of the game; if I’m going to start supporting myself on my swan’s song, it’s going to take a lot of people paying attention to me. With enough people paying attention, if I start getting donations, I may be able to move this to its own server, start hosting ads, and start trying to be a real self-supported writer. Commission covers, browbeat editors, y’know. Pretend I’m an author on the big stage.

In the mean time, though, I hope you enjoy our own version of community theater that we’ve got going on here.

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Caught With My Literary Pants Down

So, this is another day where I have nothing prewritten. Part of it is working on so many different things since I don’t really have a direction right now, part of it is being away at a friends place last week and that eating into my will to write. Part of it is the fact that it’s ridiculously warm and humid lately where I am and I don’t work well in heat. Oh and there’s also the various long-term things that make life kind of annoying for me, but many of you know about this already.

So, in the interests of maintaining my post history and following my own rules, I will once again be writing something ‘fresh’. In this case, it’s a hybrid fantasy world I’ve been kicking around for several years. I hope you enjoy it.

If you do happen to enjoy it, or any of my writing, consider Liking me on Facebook (at the right here, on the webpage), finding me on Google+, telling your friends about my blog, or donating toward my work (again, button on the right here). All of these are greatly appreciated, and all help me work toward getting my work finished and ready for publication, as well as help me fight toward being able to house myself and put food on my table. I’m sure various coffee shops and such around Anaheim will appreciate me having my own internet connection as well.

Until Wednesday, at which time I’ll have something done I hope, have a wonderful two days.

~ Daniel A. Samuelson

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