It’s Alive, Allliiiive!

Sorry, a little Frankenstein humor.  I am happy to announce that Jormungandr’s Venom is live once more.  Apologies all for the delay.

 

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“It poisoned the sky, and the world died.”

A terrible weapon is hidden on Harmony, a planet still reeling from worldwide revolution. Melanie Armstrong and the crew of the Fenris have hired on as mercenaries to ensure a peaceful transition to an elected government, but not everyone is satisfied with the change in power.

Enemies old and new battle for domination… but something far more dangerous lurks in the heart of Harmony: Jormungandr’s Venom, a poison said to be so deadly it could kill gods, spread across all worlds, and wipe out humanity.This world-killer is now the key to victory for the competing factions: loyalists to the former regime, corrupt peacekeepers, and a terroristic organization willing to destroy entire planets in its quest for power. The crew of the Fenris will have to best fleets of opponents determined to seize this weapon… and if Mel fails, Jormungandr’s Venom will poison the skies of countless worlds.

Mel and the Fenris have taken on psychotic terrorists, corrupt military officers, and genetically engineered horrors – but never anything like this.

A Very Belated Update

Hey everyone.  Sorry it’s been so long between updates.  I’ve been dealing with personal issues, helping out family, and trying to help salvage a major exercise at work that has basically collapsed into a flaming pile of cards.

On top of that, the societal events and emotional isolation of the Coronapocalypse has basically left me pretty drained.

That said, I’ve finally got some bandwidth to take care of writing stuff again.  First off, I have to apologize.  Jormungandr’s Venom never went live and I missed the email from Amazon that there was a problem.  It was a simple problem, it didn’t take me long to fix, but the book has been held in limbo for months.  It should be fixed now and I’ll post a link when it goes live.

Next up, I’m trying to figure out all the different strands of novels at various positions of being finished.  I’ve got two or three that are almost ready to go out the door.  I actually have a set of covers ready to go and everything.  Hopefully I will be able to get them all out the door either later this month or early August.

That’s all for now, thanks for reading!

Welcome to the Party

In the immortal words of John McClane, “Welcome to the party, pal.”

I say this in response to the mass hysteria and panic induced by the current COVID 19 fears.   I say this in response to the people who have shut down the schools, the economy, who have brought our society to a grinding halt because, to put it bluntly, they are afraid.

I get that.  I get the soul-grinding, all encompassing fear.  The anxiety that keeps you awake at night, the panic attacks that set your heart racing and your hands trembling, where your heart beats so hard that you can feel it thudding against your ribs.

And those of you who give into that fear are fucking cowards.  You need to hear that, you need to understand that.  Fear is a natural human reaction to risk and potential loss.  We fear change.  We fear risk.  It is a survival mechanism.  The appropriate response to fear is to take appropriate protection measures and continue to live your life.

Those who give into fear, they clutch at anything they can to give them an illusion of security, illusion of safety.

I tell you this.  There is no safety.  There is no security.  We all live just one heartbeat away from death.  As a society, we have become so risk adverse that we have given ourselves the illusion of safety, of civility.  Risk surrounds everything we do, whether it is slipping in the shower or falling down the stairs or choking to death on our breakfast.

So what is an appropriate precaution?  Do you stop eating food for the risk of choking to death?  Do you refuse to go up stairs (or get in an elevator) because you are afraid of falling?  Or do you lock yourself in your home and refuse to leave at all, for fear of being killed in traffic.

We should weigh the costs versus the risks.  And the cost I am talking about are the ones we have already paid over hysteria.  Lost jobs, ruined businesses, destroyed lives are the ones that get put around the most.  Talk about the risk of disease to someone who has a mortgage and a young child at home and whose new business just went under.  Talk about the risk of disease to someone who has lost human contact, become isolated and depressed, and is contemplating suicide.  The cost in lives taken by the disease versus the cost in lives ruined and cut short by the preventative measures is one of quantitative versus indefinable but undeniable cost.  It’s a hidden cost that may never be fully measured but which each of us pay every day.

More importantly, though, let’s talk about the cost to our society, to our children.  What has this mask up and avoid people taught our young children?  It teaches them to trust no one, that anyone could be the carrier of disease.  It robs them of the human interaction, of seeing smiles, grins, and laughs.  It distances them from one another and destroys societal trust at a time when societal trust is already strained.  

What is the impact on this generation from this hysterical response.   When the entire country shut down over the risk of contagion… what will they do over other risks?  How will they trust their friends, their neighbors, how will they have trusting, lasting relationships?   Everyone says think of the children, but what about the psychological impact of telling them that they can’t trust anyone, be around anyone, that everything and everyone is a risk.  Think of the anxiety and fear you are building into an entire generation.

And that’s what it comes back to: fear.  Media hysteria where fear and shock sells.  Where the headlines of doom get people to tune in and makes them the advertisement revenue.  Fear that we, as a society, have embraced and encouraged rather than overcome.  Where we have become so risk adverse that (at the most gloomy reports) as many as 1% of the population can die.   I hate to break it to you, but all of us die.  Life has a 100% mortality rate and if that scares or shocks you, then you need to take a good look at yourself and wonder what it is that you fear so much.  For the shrilling harpy harridans who feel the need to terrorize their neighbors into greater protective measures, maybe take a look at them and wonder if it’s really the fear that drives them or if it’s the power they can exert over others, the rush of authority where they can force other people to comply.

I want to live.  I want my family members to live.  I don’t want to experience loss.  But I also want to enjoy my life.   It’s a measure of quality of life.  To live, holed up in my home like a bunker, is not really a life worth living.   To not experience human touch, human contact, to not experience life in it’s fullness… this is what we should fear.  We are social creatures and we need that interaction.  Isolation is  a punishment.  I’m an extreme introvert and even I feel the need to associate with people and interact with them.  The human element is what makes life worth living, shared human experience gives our lives greater value.

I say this as someone who has maintained personal space since I was a kid.  I don’t like people touching me, I typically stand feet away from folks if given the chance.  I also say it as someone who has worked in high-risk environments: industrial, construction, and combat positions.  I’ve seen people lose fingers, limbs, and suffer crippling injuries.  I have sat and had tea with people who, we knew, were supplying –at the least– material support to people who wanted to kill us.   I say that having  done missions, day after day for months of looking for IEDs on the roads of Iraq, where missing the slightest detail could kill not just me, but the men and women whose lives were entrusted to me.

Life is full of risk.  Life is fragile and all the more precious for it.  Nobody gets out of life alive.  We can be swallowed by fear and consumed by it, in which case… are we really alive?  Or we can acknowledge it and live our lives regardless.

I leave you with a quote from Frank Herbert’s Dune:

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.

Kal’s April 2020 Forecast

Well, I suppose this COVID-19 business is what we all get for making the 2020 vision puns, right?  Well, if you’re like me and trapped at home, I hope you’re all able to get some things done and find distractions from current events.

So what am I working on this month?  I’m midway through with revisions to Fenris Unchained, Odin’s Eye, and Jormungandr’s Venom, which I’ll have ready for re-release this month.  I’m also prepping the third book of the Forsaken Valor series, Hidden Valor, for publishing later this month.

After that, I’m finishing the sequel to In Death’s Shadow, outlining the sequel to Vernian Space Gun, and then I may even get some free time to work on some other books.  Working from home without any distractions for my son is hard, though, so we’ll see how productive I am, especially doing the day job from home as well, which still requires a lot of my attention and time.

Anyway, that’s all for now.  Thanks for reading and take care of yourselves!

New Release: In Death’s Shadow

Hey Everyone, I’m happy to announce that In Death’s Shadow is live in the Kindle store.

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My latest novel, In Death’s Shadow is an urban fantasy novel I really loved writing and I’m happy to announce that the sequel is nearing completion even as this one goes live.  If you’re a fan of the Dresden Files by Jim Butcher or Monster Hunter by Larry Correia, I think you’ll enjoy this series.  Give it a look and I hope you enjoy!

In Death’s Shadow: Cover Reveal & Blurb

Hey everyone, here’s the cover for my upcoming Urban Fantasy release, In Death’s Shadow.  I plan to release it at the end of the week.

Ari lives in the shadow of death.

Ari is a combat veteran who has chosen to leave the military behind and live a quiet, normal life.  He’s got a few problems though.  For one thing, the cops think he’s a serial killer.  For another, a vengeful politician has put Ari in his crosshairs.  To make matters worse, Ari has a guardian angel… and not just any angel, Ari’s protector is the Angel of Death.  When his life is in danger, people start to die, and Ari’s guardian can sometimes be indiscriminate whose life he takes when protecting him.

That’s not even the worst problem.  Death wasn’t assigned to him by mistake.  An ancient werewolf wants Ari dead and even with death on his side, Ari might not survive.

Ari needs to find a way to stay alive, to clear his name, and most importantly to get out from under the shadow of death and live a normal life… even if it kills him.

New Release: Army Space Corps: Vernian Space Gun

Hey everyone, I’m happy to announce that the first book of my new series, Army Space Corps, is now live!  You can find it on Amazon (https://amzn.to/2vofJTd)

For over 225 years, the United States Army has fought every enemy of the nation from around the globe, but now there’s a threat never before seen and it comes in the form of a transmission from a nearby star.

The transmission shows a war, a war on a scale never seen by man. And that war is on Humanity’s very doorstep. Major Daniels knows that Earth isn’t ready for that kind of war. In an era of fighter jets and smart-phones, we don’t have the technology or infrastructure to begin to fight aliens with the power to travel the stars.

But that’s the impossible mission set before him and his team. The United States will need defenses, ships, stations, bases, and weapons capable of fighting that enemy. The first hurdle: finding a way to stage supplies and materials in orbit for the massive surge in space infrastructure. It would require every scrap of lift capacity in the entire world five times over and Major Daniels has to find out how to do it fast.

His solution is simple: build the world’s biggest gun and start firing payloads into orbit. The execution is what’s wrought with peril. Because even if bureaucratic infighting and simple physics aren’t enough to stop his project, then real enemies here on Earth might well be.

Daniels has to figure out the problems with his Vernian Space Gun and keep an eye on his back, because some nations on Earth see the alien threat as an opportunity to settle old grudges and they don’t care about what might happen to all of Mankind in the process.

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