Just because THEY hurt you…

Larry Correia writes a defense of epic fantasy, specifically: epic fantasy series that span multiple books and haven’t yet been completed. Just because you have been burned by GRRM and Patrick Rothfuss being lifelong procrastinators who may or may not ever finish their novels doesn’t mean that there aren’t plenty of other authors, with good books, with good stories, who ought to be heard and read but aren’t getting the financial followthrough to make it worthwhile.

Which is a good point, and if someone did happen to have a list of worthwhile epic fantasy novels I’d gladly check them out personally. (Larry does not provide a list. Without a list, I am not going to go swimming in uncertain waters, there is your problem. Quality control varies widely in the fantasy genre, and….I dipped out because I don’t have the time or effort to waste looking for the good stuff.)

Correia’s point being shouted from the curtain wall of the bastion of the International Lord of Hate, the comment section is the kind of special to be enjoyed with popcorn and the appropriate PPE to protect your eyes from bleeding out at the stupidity. (I ducked over to make this post at about the point someone says that fantasy novels shouldn’t be longer than the Bible.)

My reviews for Son of the Black Sword here. My reviews for Peace Talks here.

PSA: Callooh, Callay

The Olympian Affair is the second book in Butcher’s other ongoing series, The Cinder Spires, and it is greatly to be anticipated (if not quite to the extent as Twelve Months / the Next Dresden Files Book).

Applying a standardized conversion factor to JB’s estimation, I’m going to hazard that Twelve Months might be done by the end of this year and then published some time the year after that.

PSA: Dresden Files short story out

Mouse narrates a short story in Instinct: an Animal Rescuer’s Anthology, which has a cover I cannot link to because Amazon dot com sucks and so do all search engines currently. Bring on the AI chatbot disinformation hordes, at least life will be more interesting then. [WORDPRESS WHAT THE HELL SERIOUSLY WHY CAN I NOT EVEN INSERT IMAGES VIA URL ANYMORE? I hope Elon buys this site and sends you all to the coal mines.]

Proceeds from the book sales go to a Colorado-based animal shelter charity. Which I guess is a good thing. If you want to support a local rescue, direct donations of (non-expired) foodstuffs, toys, blankets, towels, or tools, are always useful. Volunteering is also always useful but the downside is you get exposed to animal shelter people.

And I’m out.

Fandom News: Wait, what? Edition


I probably should not find it amusing, but I find it rather amusing that Sarah J. Maas’ work has finally been decisively and meaningfully placed in it’s rightful category: “shameful,” “morbid,” “patently offensive,” and “[…]taken as a whole, [b] lacks serious [c] literary, artistic, political, or scientific value.”

That being said, banning books is rarely a good idea. Almost the entirety of my preferred genres (scifi and fantasy) were barred from my mother’s house during my youth. The only thing this accomplished was make me and the siblings get very, very good at smuggling and hiding them. A sufficiently determined kid will be able to read whatever he or she wants, and if they want to read (honestly) a badly-written YA fantasy romance novel, then fine.


Apparently, and unless this trailer is fake, some absolute moron has decided to remake that timeless and much-…..liked…classic of 80s fantasy cinema, Willow

I SPY: NO Madmartigan, NO Sorsha, NO Eborsisk, and one elderly woman with a sword. UGH. OH AND NO PICTSIES.