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A Thousand Cats (Adapted from the Japanese folk tale, “Neko wo egaita shōnen”) | J Patrick Allen
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A Thousand Cats (Adapted from the Japanese folk tale, “Neko wo egaita shōnen”). October 9, 2015. October 9, 2015. Attend, immediately. Father Benitez stormed into the small dorm of the mission given over to the orphaned boys. Children scattered at his entrance, spreading out and away from the mission’s newest resident. The father waved a prayer book like a cudgel as he approached the boy of ten. What can I do for you, father? Alejandro said, spreading his hands before the man. Alejandro shook his head.
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Moonlight Clear | J Patrick Allen
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October 16, 2015. October 16, 2015. Photo credit: HAARPy clouds at night 2007:08:27 23:22:05 cimg7754. The woods stood at the edge of the pasture, just past the fence. She slipped like a ghost over the planks of the fence, careful not to snag her lovely white dress. The only sound she made was the paff of her feet against the grass and the jingle of the coins in her bag a dowry, stolen. Robert, you’re here! Of course I am, Maggie. I’m always here. I was worried you’d get cold feet. I was worried that.
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Harvest Blessings | J Patrick Allen
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October 23, 2015. October 23, 2015. I promise sweetie, I’ll be just fine. He reassured Elsa for the fortieth time. The conversation had turned so long that the phone was hot in his hand. I can send my brothers over. You don’t know anyone here. I’ll probably just get some dinner and hit the sack. He pulled the phone from his ear to check the time. 3:57. Dark would be falling in an hour and a half. You didn’t bring any guests. It’s not right for you spend the night alone. I’ll send my brothers over. Helga ...
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August | 2015 | J Patrick Allen
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Clever Dieta, Part 3. August 28, 2015. August 28, 2015. His is a story of threes. Twice has Dieta been in danger, and twice she’s been saved by her own wits. Thrice shall Dieta fall into shadow. But shall she thrice be redeemed? All rivers are lovers running to the embrace of the sea, Dieta said to herself. And Harbor Town is by the sea. If I follow this stream will I not perhaps find the road to Harbor Town? The water of the stream seemed shallow, no more than ankle deep perhaps, but there was an unknow...
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Sky Fire | J Patrick Allen
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November 13, 2015. November 13, 2015. Shouldn’t you be hauling that to the smoke house? Bekkon asked without looking up. His voice was like the creaking of a leather hinge and always surprised Haftan. Haftan suddenly felt mindful of the load in his arms. Yes sir, sorry sir. What is it boy? Bekkon asked after a moment, distractedly. What are you doing? Bekkon popped a finger in his mouth, wetting it down good, and held it up to the cold wind. Do you feel that in the air? But why does he need a special ink?
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On sale now: The Dragon Lord’s Library! | J Patrick Allen
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On sale now: The Dragon Lord’s Library! November 26, 2015. March 11, 2016. I’m very excited to announce my first appearance in a published work today! The Dragon Lord’s Library volumes 1 and 2 released last night just in time for Thanksgiving, with my Dead West tale. Appearing in Volume 1. The books are available in eBook formats from Amazon. And directly from the 18th Wall website. Paper editions are pending soon. What is the Dragon Lord’s library? Well, I’m glad you asked. Through the Barn Door part 1.
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USB: Birthing Pangs chapter 19. September 30, 2016. November 3, 2016. I had only seconds to call up my defenses before she was on me. Thank my own forethought that I’d already called them up on the console. The stinger fell into my hands while the flash wall hummed away quietly at the back of my head, building steam. While the hum of the flash wall still built in my head, I whipped my hand away from her stinger’s tip and bowled into her with my shoulder. Ara reeled, arms pinwheeling, into the breakfa...
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Setting goals for Book 2 and the Year Ahead of Me | J Patrick Allen
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Setting goals for Book 2 and the Year Ahead of Me. December 1, 2015. Been doing a lot of thinking lately. Book 2 was supposed to be as easy as Book 1, though I guess that’s never realistic. Authorfriends have told me Book 2 is always troublesome. Middle child syndrome? Anyway. Moving, Dragon*Con, Extra-Life. Mostly moving. My life has been a blur the last three months, and the book that I’d intended to have done last month is now extending into December. So I’m setting goals. Guys, I’m published! I can&#...
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September | 2015 | J Patrick Allen
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September 25, 2015. September 25, 2015. Brant squealed and rolled onto his back. At a twitch of his porcine fingers a yellow bird the mirror of the puppet on the TV appeared, larger than a man. Big Bird leaned over Brant, tickling across the toddler’s belly with the primary feathers of his hands. As Brant giggled and laughed more Muppets exploded into being. Melissa Millner watched from the kitchen, biting a knuckle. Nearby, her husband paced. What do we do, Jeff? I’m not doing it. C’mon, Mel. ...For fif...
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genreaspired | J Patrick Allen
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USB: Birthing Pangs chapter 23. December 2, 2016. The flash wall’s hum was my anthem as I charged down the stairs. Personally, I don’t care for scraps but when my back is against the wall, I’ll do what I gotta do. The app’s charge built to a crescendo as I plunged into the mosh-pit in the entry way and ‘pinged its readiness as I slapped the first thug across the face with my stinger. After a long, frustrating week, the stinger’s ozone pop and the shock of the blow up my arm felt good. The Petruccis surge...
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