The Singer and the Charlatan (The Wicked Instruments Book 1)
Leanna Moonbody dreams of playing at the Saul Amphitheater. With just one adventure to fund her trip, she meets up with a priestess that dreams of a massive flock to take on a pilgrimage. Together, Leanna will set up the crowds, and Priestess Trixi will bring them to Our Lord.
With an elf, dwarf, rogue, pixie and a paladin on their side, they set out to realize both their dreams. They just have to maneuver past a lovesick noble, the clergy, a deranged halfling that can’t seem to die, and a plague.
What could possibly go wrong?
McSorely has had enough. His life has spiralled out of control and nothing has gone his way. There seems to be only one option open to him, one last thing he can do to take control of his fate. All hope is lost.
But far away on the mysterious island of Moristoun, Buchan is charged with the task of dissuading McSorely from this drastic course of action. Moristoun is where people like McSorely might end up, having exchanged one kind of hopelessness for another.
A glimpse of the ‘life’ he might be heading for might change McSorely’s opinion of his own existence, but a glimpse of the entrancing Gail behind the bar in the pub and a hint about Moristoun’s true nature could render all of Buchan’s efforts to rehabilitate the despairing McSorely equally hopeless.
The F***ing Book: Chapter 2 Nothing Went Right
In this F***ing book, I cover a variety of things. How to use lacy panties to sling things, how I got to Amazon, good advice, and of course… fuckery.
Th F***ing Book: Chapter 1- I have no idea what I am doing (The F***ing Book)
This is it. I have been wanting to write a thing for as long as I as I can remember. Literally, I can remember back to the first grade and think to myself, “Wow, in all of these books, there are stories.” while in my elementary school library. An urge to create my own story surged through me. It still does. Over the years, I have come up with a range of fiction story ideas. None of them panned out. Essentially they were all rewrites of my favorites. It wasn’t anything original. Well… I still don’t have anything original. So now what I plan on doing is just writing to my heart’s content and just pushing it to Google Play once I am done. I need a sense of accomplishment. This little blurb just might give me what I need. Now that my little introduction is over, I will sit back, drink a bit of knock off Fireball and put some good background music on YouTube.