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Author Archives: David
A Welcoming Safe Haven
I was a little surprised to find the door unlocked, though I suppose if you wanted the church to be a welcoming safe haven, being open most of the time probably made sense. And it wasn’t like St. Matthew’s had … Continue reading
I Went for the Gun
My truck was the only car in the parking lot. The starlight downplayed the fact that the truck was seven different colors. I actually don’t know which was the original—Javier at the Jalopy Graveyard, Howard’s own pick-a-part auto shop, pieced … Continue reading
His Name Was Really Evil
Objectively, Gladys was right; Evil Patten was a good-looking young man. He wasn’t tall, exactly, but he had a lot of masculine charm in his broad shoulders and narrow hips. He walked confidently. His nose was crooked, but his teeth … Continue reading
What Is Steampunk? (City of the Saints)
City of the Saints is finally out in paperback, and available from Amazon. Apologies for the delay, but I think you’ll find that the amazing cover by Nathan Shumate of Fifth Planet Design — and the rollicking, over-the-top, gonzo action … Continue reading
Earth Angel
Available today on Amazon.
Her Duster Flared
Raphael turned from following Chuy and jogged down the stairs. He kicked aside a dazed-eyed man who clutched and groped at his leg, aware that Chuy, above him, was halfway along the ramp. He pushed between two clinging women as … Continue reading
Truer Words
“He’s waking up.” Eddie Marlowe shoved himself into Raphael’s field of vision. He looked more haggard and food-deprived than ever, and even as their gazes met, Eddie’s Infernal eye slid sideways, and he blinked hard. “Tell me who you are,” … Continue reading
Both Sides Were Wrong
“Why are you doing push-ups?” Enoch asked. “Son of a bitch hates it,” Chuy sneered. “All that slob wants to do it get drunk, eat candy bars, and pretend he likes girls.” “What son of a bitch is that?” Enoch … Continue reading
Play
Raphael hesitated. Was this possession or madness? “Can I talk to Mike?” “You wouldn’t want to. He’s chickenshit, and an idiot. Besides, you don’t need him. If you’re looking for Eddie Marlowe, I can tell you where he is.” “Oh … Continue reading
