The Yaquis didn’t make much effort to hide their trail. Probably they figured there was no chance I was getting loose and coming after them. They’re going to regret that little bit of carelessness.
I find myself wondering something. Why go to the all trouble of staking someone to an anthill, and then not stay around to watch? It’s not something I’d like to see, but if I was so inclined that way, and I’d gone to that much trouble, wouldn’t I want to be there to see what came of it?
As soon as the sun comes up, I’m going to be in real trouble.
Why? Because I’m lying on top of a giant anthill. Once the sun comes up, the ants are going to wake up, head outside and do whatever it is ants do all day. At that point, they’re going to find me here and they’re not going to be happy about it.
At long last, the event you have all been waiting breathlessly for: the unveiling of the long-awaited box set of my epic fantasy series. (C’mon, at least act like you’ve been waiting breathlessly.)
Drum roll, please…
It contains all five books of the Immortality and Chaos fantasy series (formerly known as The Devastation Wars). Bought separately they’d cost you 23 smackers, so it’s a bargain at $9.99 (ebook. No paperback version yet).
What’s it about, you ask?
When two soldiers are tricked into removing an artifact buried deep beneath the burning sands, they release something that no one, neither gods nor men, can control…
Here’s an excerpt:
A scream came from the depths of the canyon.
General Wulf Rome held up a hand and the forty mounted soldiers strung out on the ridge behind him came to a halt. He stared down into the narrow canyon and swore softly.
“Pleasure to meet you,” I say to the bear shambling toward me as Randy locks the cell door behind me. “I’d shake your hand but…” I look back over my shoulder at Randy and waggle my bound hands at him. “A little help here?”
Randy spits tobacco juice on the floor. Apparently he never heard of a spittoon. “Help is something you ain’t going to get.” He looks at the bear. “Have fun, Horace. Don’t go easy on him. He’s the one kilt the marshal.”