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I'm excited to announce that Shadowcasting, book three in the Mia Graves Saga, is now out!
I could run through a brief description of the book and I give the back-of-book synopsis again (like I did when pre-orders went up), but you can go back and read that post if you want to. The short version is "how do you talk a twenty-something out of using a magical nuke, especially when you just work retail."
In all honesty, this is my favorite book in the series so far. In some ways it's very different than the two earlier books in a couple of ways, but still feels like the same series. There's not much else I can say without major spoilers, so you'll just have to trust me on that one.
Like my earlier releases, for the first three months the eBook will be available only on Kindle (and Kindle Unlimited), but you can also get the paperback a couple of ways. First off, there's always Amazon, but you can always direct order a copy if you want to avoid Bezos. Finally, you can get it through any bookseller with the ISBN 9781088207031.
So yeah, the book is here, and I'm excited that folks will get to read it finally.
I like that mode that Max is in.
I wouldn’t call it a mode, so much as Max’s own conflicting morals coming out in an untimely semi-witty comment.
I’d have probably called his ass out long ago – right after the whole fiasco with his last Ex. You don’t bring that shit to con meetings. I get super fucking picky about that shit. Leave your personal life butthurt at home.
Either way, Max is being indirect as shit, but hell that’s Max. While he’s going about this as a total shit, he’s not terribly in the wrong either. Veronica is being quite immature herself by enticing Max’s libido and at the same time ignoring anything about his feelings. And yet she actually DOES have feelings for him. What the honest to god hell. Then it takes jealousy of the fact that Max might -actually- be attractive to younger girls despite his age for Veronica to barely admit to herself that she probably doesn’t want to let this go this time around.
I just…buh. I have a headache.
Pretty much this.
They need to be stripped naked, locked into a velvet padded room with lots of pillows, chocolate fresh oysters and wine coolers, and just let the two go at it.
When they come out, have lots of fluids available, some EMTs and a justice of the peace. Because they will have lost massive amounts of bodily fluids, (one way or another) likely to need first aid for various abrasions and rug burns, (or to declare which killed which first) and a justice of the peace to either officially marry them or bury them.
I figure as much as those two fight and make up, they’re going to be married, if not by the next convention, then most likely during it, batleths at the ready in shredded Klingon leather armor. Both of them half naked.
Said it before… kinda wish I had his problems.