Independence was a steamboat that sailed the Great Lake Superior back in the 1840s. She was built to sail the lake, rolled up into the lake, and spent most of her like supporting the various mining operations around Lake Superior. She sank in 1853, after her boiler exploded a mere mile or two from the rapids leading out of Lake Superior. Many brave men went out to rescue as many passengers and crew as they could before the rapids claimed her and dragged her down. It was a tragedy. But what if it was something more?
I’ve found a new fantastic creature to write a story about. Mishipeshu of the Ojibwe traditions, is an Underwater Panther or Great Lynx that inhabits the Great Lake of Superior in the middle of North America. A protector if happy. A threat if angry. Lake Superior is its domain, and beware all who do not respect it. For it will bring great waves and whirlpools and destroy the ships that do not respect its home. Now to write the story…
I have just submitted my latest story, The Day the Sky Fell.
It tell the story of a girl fighting to survive the fall of Yosemite Station on New Japan. Los Angeles. It was the Shang opening strike against America and the Western Alliance, and the first action of The War. They brought Yosemite Station down over half the United States. They generated a direct hit on Los Angeles, a city that had spent generations looking up in the sky to see it hovering above them. It WAS their sky. Now it is fallen, a scared girl seeks to survive being buried alive…
It is my great hope that it will be chosen for the anthology, but one never knows about such things. I greatly enjoyed writing it though.
I finished work on my alien invasion story today.
It’s more an alien bombardment story, followed by what our heroes do to the aliens afterwards. Hint. The heroes are not happy about it.
It’s the first story I wrote in the immediate aftermath of the bombardment where it was the worst. Where Yosemite Station actually fell in my universe.
Los Angeles. New Japan. I rather like it. Well… I mean… I put the pour main character through a heck of a bad time, but that’s what us writers are known for. Right?
After a good long sleep, I’m writing a story right now for an alien skies anthology.
It is working off a pre-existing story I wrote a while back that I thought would work as a good base for this idea. It started with an alien attack on Los Angeles, and dovetails straight into the kind of thing they are looking for. And it allows me to flesh out one of the many characters in Jack of Harts universe. I never give up a chance to have fun doing that.
Forge of War on Amazon
Angel Flight on Amazon
Angel Strike on Amazon
Angel War on Amazon
Wolfenheim Rising on Amazon
Wolfenheim Emergent on Amazon