Sarah's Corner Booth


Welcome! This is the corner booth. You know, the best seat in any diner? The place where you can sit and people watch. Here you can't so much watch real people -- though we're considering eventually adding a forum where -- hopefully -- you'll be able to, as you can watch whatever is going on in my mind and life at the time as well as interact with me. First of all, no corner booth is complete without a blue place special and at Sarah's Diner, those are really special -- they're free! For your reading pleasure, check out my Blue Plate Specials , where I periodically post free stuff. Please respect my copyright and don't change or otherwise disturb the content of my stories. However, they're DRM free and you can share either the stories or the links with friends for THEIR reading pleasure. Now that you've had a first taste -- These are random excerpts of the stories I'm currently working on (these will change as what I'm working on changes.) Notice these are usually very small because it's on-spec work, novels, short stories or just the beginning of something. Some of them will become stories or novels, some of them won't. Some of them already are, but not sold yet. Consider them the random strangers on the tables next to yours. Later, if everything works out, you'll get to know some of them far more intimately Snippet one -- Darkship Renegade: Out Of The Frying Pan I was a princess from Earth and he was a rogue spaceman from a mythical world. He saved my life three times. I rescued him from a fate worse than death. We married and lived happily ever after. Ever after comes with an expiration date these days. We’d been married less than year when Kit got shot in the head. Another book in the series, tentatively entitled A Few Good Men (yes, it will probably change, but those of you who know the Darkship world will recognize the joke: The Monster History is full of paeans to glorious prison breaks. To this day, the French Territories celebrate Bastille day, when the doors of ancient injustice swung free, to let out the innocent, the just and the tortured into the light of day. They never tell you that every time a prison is breached, it disgorges, amid all of those, some true monsters who deserved incarceration. Monsters like me. And this one from an unsold book, that will be done sometime in the future, tentatively entitled The Brave and The Free: I’ve Eaten Your Bread And Salt They say the mission never implodes when you expect it to implode. They say the friend you trust is always the one who betrays you. They say you never see the burner beamthat kills you. I was expecting an attack, had been expecting it any second. Just not the one that happened. As we left the suburban cottage on the outskirts of Peace III and turned our back on the suspect who had refused to play the game for the two hours of my trying to lead him into a compromising statement, I was keenly aware of that suspect there, at my back, standing at the door to his cottage, probably glaring as we walked away. Next, if you're of a mind to see me sometime this year, this is where I'm going to be: Anomaly Con - March 26-27 Liberty Con -- July 15-17 Fencon - September 23-25 Milehi Con- October 21-23

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Next, if you're of a mind to see me sometime this year, this is where I'm going to be: