I shall scry what is harming your son…for a price!

Let me explain.  This all started when I was supposed to be writing a short story for a bundle collection and I ended up with a novel.  A short novel, but fifty thousand words is still a novel.  It was about a homicidal fairy and a pair of inter-dimensional alien invasions, and about college in the late 1980s in the Midwest.  It’s called One Dark Summer Night.  

Then I needed another story for something, and decided to write a serial killers and fae prequel.  This was more of a novella, By Dawn’s Early Light.  

Then I wrote this shorter story (novelette), By Winter’s Forbidden Rite.  

There’s a second novel done but not edited (I freaked out over the sex scene, really that’s the reason), called Under Twilight’s Spreading Blight.

You see the pattern.  They all have a Shakespearean play that’s tied to them, too, with chapter quotes.  Why?  I don’t know.  Because Midsummer’s Night’s Dream has a pair of fae lovers, probably, and things just went from there.

This one, By Winter’s Forbidden Rite, goes back into the history of the fae in the area and why they’re there, although those tidbits are stuck in the pockets of the plot, as it were.  It’s about a medium trying to save a small child from sickness and summoning up more than she bargained for, in the 1880s.  The medium may be a bit of a con…

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