Billy Bolamme, psychopathic Junior Dropout Basketball League star, joins shamanic forces with Guenevere “Universe” Ryder, fellow high school dropout, art gallery receptionist, and unwitting accomplice to thirty thousand murders. Berserk at missing his five hundredth point in a row, Billy … Continue reading →
Barbie Malroux, Canterra Art Institute cheerleader and architecture student Witness his miserable entanglement with that girl in math. He groaned to consider his downfall here. The girl was everything he always said he despised. First of all, her name was … Continue reading →
Oliver Perrine, Canterra Art Institute student, painter Peter Trantor regarded the lanky youngster looming out of the dim elevator with Suzanne at his side. “Well! Oliver! Glad you could make it! I’m Peter Trantor. Welcome to the command seat of … Continue reading →
At the risk of polluting this blog with an imperfect and overly long document, I’m adding something that’s not meant to be read, but just perused in order to show the lengths an author has to go to nail down … Continue reading →
Jonathan James is Jack Commer’s insolent, troubled son, the author of the bestselling Alpha Centaurian novel, A Fragmented Encyclopedia of Recent Self. He was also briefly Emperor of the Alpha Centaurians, later leader of a rebellion against the SolGrid surveillance … Continue reading →
Feckless young Urside Charmouth, heedless experimenter with Heuristic Time Transition, is horrified by the revelations from the future, fearing that he’s ruined the cosmic timeline with his drug-like time travel romps. He then wastes the universe’s final HTT revisiting his … Continue reading →
The 11th annual Smashwords Summer/Winter Sale runs July 1 through July 31. The eBook versions of my literary novels Akard Drearstone, Sortmind, and The Soul Institute, as well as my science fiction novella The First Twenty Steps, can be obtained … Continue reading →
Alert to the Sortmind Blogosphere I finished the second draft of Balloon Ship Armageddon, Jack Commer Book Seven, on June 22. While I wonder why I’m bothering to inform this vital sphere, which I suspect consists solely of myself, that … Continue reading →
During my first semester of library school I wrote out six short science fiction plots; at the time I wasn’t serious about them, though in retrospect I see I might have fused them into a semi-interesting novel. In any case, … Continue reading →
There’s not much more to say other than that we thoroughly despise typos, as they momentarily jerk us out of the reader’s trance not only necessary to a fictional story but to any writing; in order to fully sink into … Continue reading →
