The Goblin Marketplace is filled with stories of strange places and stranger trading from twelve authors, including myself, and published by the fine folks over at Raconteur who love to put their spin on interesting short story anthologies. I greatly hope you can find at least one of the stories to tickle your fascination. It is live now and waiting for you.
I’m being published again! Goblin Marketplace by the fine folks over at Raconteur will be coming out soon, and a story I had a great deal of fun writing is coming in it. Think an Old West Texas Ranger who hunts otherworldly threats ending up in a Fantasy Marketplace. With goblins, danger, and whimsy, oh my…
And my name is actually on the preview cover I just got. That’s a whole lot of cool.
The New England Federation Starfleet is the most common way most people outside the Federation interact with the Federation. Their starships travel everywhere in Alliance space and beyond. Starfleet personnel are trained to be courteous, trained to be kind, trained to smile, and most importantly, trained to put a bullet in the favorite piece of anatomy belonging to anyone who threatens a Federation citizen, in Federation space or beyond. They will participate in search and rescue operations, help defend a world from raiders, or simply talk nicely as they spend Federation credits at a local store. And they will happily remove Federation citizens incarcerated by any world for any reason. Local authorities are not required to cooperate. Starfleet has got this.
The New England Federation Starfleet is filled with Federation citizens who are just a bit too rebellious to be entirely comfortable in the Better Americas for Better Americans the Federation builds. It is an entirely volunteer organization, and most people who serve end up going back home after their first tour. They’ve seen how bad things are out there and are suddenly very happy to go home. But Starfleet is run by those who never go home. Those who realized how bad things are out there, and will never let it come for their homes, their families. They are the sheepdogs, protecting the sheep from the wolves most don’t even know exist. And behind every Starfleet smile is a suspicious mind wondering if you are a wolf that needs to be put down.
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