I've created a number of strange creatures for the Impcatcher novels. For the next few weeks I'm going to post a few pages from Garkosio's Guide to Imps, which is the most widely used reference book in Tal's world. This is Tal's copy, with his annotations in blue!
As always, comments welcomed!
Sunday, 29 November 2015
Friday, 27 November 2015
SFFS 28/11/15 Impcatcher
This is my snippet this
week for SFFSat. SFFSat is a
place where a number of authors post snippets from their written
works, and give the opportunity for comments, support and encouragement.
Please also explore the other blogs that are part of this set - you
can find the information here.
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle and in paperback, and DriveThru in pdf format. The general epub version is at Lulu.
A new section this week. Tal is returning home...
Next week we find out what is going to happen.
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle and in paperback, and DriveThru in pdf format. The general epub version is at Lulu.
A new section this week. Tal is returning home...
I had turned into Trollmarsh Street without really thinking
what I was doing. It was virtually dark, now. I would really appreciate it when
the new street lights were turned on. Some areas were black as Rorsdack's
heart.
I stopped short outside the cheap bakery on the corner. The
single illuminated light inside my shop shone through the cheap glass panes in
black lead that made up my window, and gave just enough light to reveal a
welcoming committee. Three men were standing outside the shop. Lurking, to use
the technical term. Lying in wait. Iron bars and a vicious looking piece of
wood with a long nail in it.
No, not three men. Two men and an orc. Gustav.
As always, comments welcomed!
Friday, 20 November 2015
SFFS 21/11/2015 Impcatcher
This is my snippet this
week for SFFSat. SFFSat is a
place where a number of authors post snippets from their written
works, and give the opportunity for comments, support and encouragement.
Please also explore the other blogs that are part of this set - you
can find the information here.
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle and in paperback, and DriveThru in pdf format. The general epub version is at Lulu.
This snippet carries on from last week's extract. Tal has just summoned an imp of his own, and has offered the imp his immortal soul...
As always, comments welcomed!
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle and in paperback, and DriveThru in pdf format. The general epub version is at Lulu.
This snippet carries on from last week's extract. Tal has just summoned an imp of his own, and has offered the imp his immortal soul...
Hulberlok
looked at me with unmitigated contempt. “Come off it,
mage. You don't really think any demon's interested in that sort of
gibberish. Your soul isn't going to fill my belly or give me any kind
of currency.”
I laughed. “All right. How about my eternal
gratitude... and as much of my blood as you can find on the floor.”
“Not even from a vein? You cheapskate.”
I shrugged slightly. “That's the deal.”
“I thought you were an honourable man, mage.”
I laughed aloud. “What gave you that idea, imp?”
Friday, 13 November 2015
SFFS 14/11/2015 Impcatcher
This is my snippet this
week for SFFSat. SFFSat is a
place where a number of authors post snippets from their written
works, and give the opportunity for comments, support and encouragement.
Please also explore the other blogs that are part of this set - you
can find the information here.
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle and in paperback, and DriveThru in pdf format. The general epub version is at Lulu.
This snippet carries on from last week's extract. Tal has just summoned an imp of his own.
As always, comments welcomed!
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle and in paperback, and DriveThru in pdf format. The general epub version is at Lulu.This snippet carries on from last week's extract. Tal has just summoned an imp of his own.
The shape that stepped through the portal was
eighteen inches high, glowing a pallid blue. Two tall, thin crystal
horns, a hooked nose, cloven hooves, long, thin arms, and a pair of
golden eyes. A naked male demon with smooth, rippling metallic skin.
Not a pretty sight.
“Not you again” it said in a disgusted tone of
voice.
“Hello, Hulberlok” I said quietly. “Nice to
see you, too.”
It turned, looking back at the way home. I
murmured two more syllables, and the gateway closed with an audible
snick. The room was dark again, the hell-glare gone. The small demon
sighed, and then stalked to the edge of the circle.
“Price?” the imp asked simply.
I looked at him levelly, trying to keep a straight
face. “I can offer you my immortal soul...”
Hulberlok looked at me with unmitigated contempt.
As always, comments welcomed!
Friday, 6 November 2015
SFFS 7/11/2015 Impcatcher
This is my snippet this
week for SFFSat. SFFSat is a
place where a number of authors post snippets from their written
works, and give the opportunity for comments, support and encouragement.
Please also explore the other blogs that are part of this set - you
can find the information here.
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle and in paperback, and DriveThru in pdf format. The general epub version is at Lulu.
A new section, today. Tal is summoning an imp of his own.
Next week I'll reveal what Tal is summoning.
As always, comments welcomed!
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle and in paperback, and DriveThru in pdf format. The general epub version is at Lulu.A new section, today. Tal is summoning an imp of his own.
The words flowed off my tongue smoothly and
crisply, each syllable precise and word-perfect. Getting this sort of
thing wrong is not conducive to your health. I won't write the words
down – such things have power, and you don't want to mess with that
sort of energy.
The glare was bright enough to illuminate every
corner of the shop, shadows black and red and shimmering with the
sudden flare of heat. Anyone looking at the windows who had a modicum
of knowledge would know what I was doing. I just had to hope there
was no one around.
The portal, a half-disc on its side facing me in
the midst of the binding circle, showed a vision of hell. One
particular hell, anyway. A realm of blue steel and jagged edges, the
ground a patchwork of blades and spines, as though a cart-load of
daggers had been tipped out across a newly-ploughed field. The sky
was red, roiling fire, and there was nothing that looked remotely
like the plants or growths of our own world. The creatures of this
realm are born of far harder matter. This is Varuch. Not a nice place
to visit.
I spoke one more word. A name.
As always, comments welcomed!
Friday, 30 October 2015
SFFS 31-10-2015 Impcatcher
This is my snippet this
week for SFFSat. SFFSat is a
place where a number of authors post snippets from their written
works, and give the opportunity for comments, support and encouragement.
Please also explore the other blogs that are part of this set - you
can find the information here.
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle and in paperback, and DriveThru in pdf format. The general epub version is at Lulu.This snippet carries on from last week's episode. Tal is being attacked in his shop by a pair of professional killers - he managed to fling a hooked net over his male assailant (the one with the demon-blade), but the female is equally deadly - and she too has a knife. Fortunately it is not enchanted, but...
Something
flickered through the air and slammed into my upper arm. There was no
pain for a moment, and I looked at the dagger as the blade shivered
in the muscles of my bicep. There was blood welling around the edge
of the blade. I wondered for a moment what it was and how it was
holding my arm against the shelves.
And
then I screamed as the pain hit me. The woman grinned sadistically.
Beardy had managed to get the net off him. His face and arms were
peppered with small red wounds, like an extreme case of measles. The
woman ignored her friend and moved in for the kill, yet another blade
in her grip. She had to be weighed down with all the ironmongery she
had produced.
The
bell over the shop door clanged loudly. A squat, heavily-built figure
was in the doorway, looking into the murky depths of the shop, a face
I recognised expressing puzzlement through a dark beard. In his
large, ham-sized hand a short, solid hammer swung upwards in clear
and obvious threat.
The
woman looked at me, looked back at the dwarf, and then made her last
attempt to puncture my self-esteem. She flung her latest dagger at
me.
As always, comments welcomed!
Friday, 23 October 2015
SFFS 24-10-2015 Impcatcher Launched!
This is my snippet this
week for SFFSat. SFFSat is a
place where a number of authors post snippets from their written
works, and give the opportunity for comments, support and encouragement.
Please also explore the other blogs that are part of this set - you
can find the information here.
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle, and DriveThru in pdf format. A more general epub version is on its way, as is a paperback.
This snippet carries on from last week's episode. Tal is being attacked in his shop by a pair of professional killers.
Today's snippet is from Impcatcher, which is now on sale on Amazon for the Kindle, and DriveThru in pdf format. A more general epub version is on its way, as is a paperback.This snippet carries on from last week's episode. Tal is being attacked in his shop by a pair of professional killers.
The
man had a bushy beard and a fixed expression, his pale blue eyes like
flint chips. Psychotic. Deadly. He lunged – I twisted to evade the
shimmering blue of the blade and shoved a large crate into his path.
The blade caught the cheap wood, and it charred. I shivered and flung
myself back further, knowing the wooden shelves on the side wall were
within feet of me, and that I had nowhere further to run. Beardy
grinned icily, moving forward with professional caution. I risked a
glance at the shelves behind me. He lunged immediately, not entirely
to my surprise. I swung sideways and grabbed at the object I had
spotted on the shelf, flinging it round and into his face. He cried
out in pain, blood welling from each of the spikes digging into his
face. Barbed nets are vicious things, like a blanket full of
fish-hooks. I use them sparingly, only on really savage prey. Beardy
qualified.
Comments welcomed!
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