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Happy Release Day! This book is a beast! There are so many great stories in here. I just can't believe the variety! The talent that was collected to be in this beauty! I can go on, and I will over the next couple of days. So come see my pinned tweet for a link and help celebrate

This is my friend's comic and it has less than 2 days to reach its goal! Please help if you can by picking up this awesome book!! Check out Atalan Adventures: A Millennial Romp Through Outer Space by R.M. Hamrick on Kickstarter kickstarter.com/projects/rmham…

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OH MY GODS ITS HAPPENING! IM PUBLISHED IN SOMETHING

I've got my contributor copy of this anthology, and all the stories sound amazing! There is so many writers included, some I've read and love, others I'm excited to try for the first time. A huge thanks to Marc and @suzannalundale for putting this all together. Excited to read it

It was a matter of time. She'd known. The uncanny howls of the wind winnowing thru the prairie grasses of her new home had lost their fascination months ago. She knew them for what they were now. The souls of the damned had followed her west, come to take her home. #vsscrossroads

In the end and before the edits, I wrote 26.5K words for this anthology! But it's my short story, The Gun, I am most proud of, and I can't wait for you to read it! amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B0DKF2…

Shana let the door close at her back, giving her senses a chance to catch up. The atmosphere in the bar was a witch's brew of emotion - rage, love, lust, fear,& glee had the top notes- untethered from the jealous stewardship of their sires. Shana went to find whiskey. #WeirdMicro

Delighted & grateful for the release day excitement, I go to my rest with a book or 3. Goodnight, rascals. Dream your cowboy dreams. Yee to the haw. 🤠💋

Morning, spooksters. Let's go for an explore. 🦇💋

My "#cowboys meet #vampires" #shortstory "Blood Trail" has been published in the #anthology "Zehlreg Augustus Grindstone's Spectacular #Western Oddity Emporium" amazon.com/dp/B0DKF2G8V2 A former Sheriff & an Occult Consulting Detective face death in 1888 San Francisco.

Ride along with Kard, an elf, a night errant, a sell sword, to a small scared western town with a monster problem in Have Sword, Will Travel Or Help a detective & his partners untangle a bomber's plot before it's too late in He Makes Bombs, Not Tragedies mybook.to/ZAG

Sam plucked the strange nest from the hedgerow. "Must've blown here in the storm," he muttered, brow furrowed. He'd studied birds for years. This nest belonged to no species he knew. He shuddered, & chuckled self-consciously. The forum would know. He hurried home. #vsscrossroads

Don't call her a witch, that weird girl in F8. And don't ask why she has a pigeon on her shoulder. Best case, she'd ignore you. Worst case... just don't. No one knows her real name, or how long she's been here, but Ms. Bertie on D swore the girl was here when Bertie was little...

He fell asleep with his arm in his mouth. That's all. Just... bask in that. 🥰

Night, rascals. Dream weird. 🦇💋

Morning, rascals. I hope something weird happens to you today. 🦇💋

The Hyperion:Tales from Hell a.co/d/eIOCljc was an amazing anthology. It follows urban explorer Brayden as he makes his way through this hellscape one floor at a time. I 🖤how the editors were able to connect all of the short stories and poems into a concise experience.

Willa Mae caught the movement & knelt, parting the duff with her fingers to reveal a green shoot such as one oughtn't see in October. While she watched, it began to undulate in the still forest. Too late, she made to grab it before it slithered into the earth. #vsscrossroads