Lawrence Boarer-Pitchford
Within the fiery crucible of the abyss of time I was conceived. From that sticky and unwashed oblivion emerged a man that clawed his way to the bottom rung of the ladder of life. From there he could only go up – and since it was the clear choice, up he went. It is to that second rung that I pulled myself up to. Through heroic trials of bold deeds, and burnt offerings, a muse came to me, and with it the passion to put ink to paper. Unfortunately, skill took a little longer, and again I clung on with inspiration and jarring reality clinging to my feet as I dangled from the rung. That's when hard work, divine intervention and blind luck came together to shape this lump of clay into what I now think to be an author.But, it is not up to me to determine the outcome of all my hard work. It is up to the reader - for without those critical and ever hungry eyes prying over each word, my self-worth would be naught. Therefore, take this un-to-me, that you are the biographer of the author, for it is you who will tell the tale of my success or failure.
Thadius
Sawbones
The Lantern of Dern Blackhammer
In the World of Hyboria
Tales of Mad Cows and Brothels
Available at Amazon.com and Smashwords.com
The city state of Moore conducts a cold war of espionage to further their interests. The average citizen enjoys the theater, a carriage ride, or a walk in the park, all the while evil strives to undo the status quo. Ford must lay hands on an ancient relic that could spell the doom of his city and possibly the world. The problem, Raven Hill, an ambitious mage has eyes for the relic and all the power it will imbue him with. Ford races against time, the elements and fate to keep the single most powerful magical device he knows from falling into the hands of a mad man. If he fails, Ford’s beloved city of Moore, the race of elves, dwarves, and men will bow down to one man who wishes to be a god. 25 Chapters; 96,000 words
No comments:
Post a Comment