The world of Reversed Black Maria returns with a new excerpt from an unfinished manuscript. You've visited the past. Here is a glimpse of the future. The thread has broken. The Empress is gone forever,

Boys Adventure Tale Epilogue and Errata Timeout! flashed in Oskar’s helmet HUD. He grinned savagely. The Tycho Tsunami–his team–was playing for the Apollo Cup. The score was tied, with only two seconds

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

It's been quite a week. I had every intention of publishing Part 9 0f Boy's Adventure Tale today, but alas, work intervened. The next chapter must wait a few more days. In compensation for your patience,

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

A discussion about time travel over on Twitter jogged my memory. There was, once upon a time, a time travel story planned for my Reversed Black Maria universe. I discarded it when I chose a darker course

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

(You have @notjohndaker to thank for this nonsense.) I normally avoid creating backgrounders and explainer pieces for my universe, but the question has been asked–perhaps with tongue-in-cheek: “What Is

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

Boy's Adventure Tale - Bonus The latter half of Boy's Adventure Tale takes place aboard the Imperial yacht Imperatrix Galaxia. Here are the deck plans I created for it when I originally wrote the story

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

Open your ears, #fiction, #steempulp, and #pulprev fans! Click here to hear a dulcet reading of my original tale of space chicanery, The Emperor's Liar and three other #scifi tales. Did I mention that

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,

As of today, I am a published SFF author. My story The Emperor's Liar appears in the latest issue of Planet Scumm! Want a taste? His drink was almost gone when delicate hands alighted on his shoulders.

This is a boy’s adventure tale. But this is not a boy’s adventure tale prepared by a stuffy old man in a tweed jacket with elbow patches. This is the sort of story that a boy might imagine for himself,