Theo Doukas was tinkering with his bike as the rest of the men in the security detail finished putting on their leathers. Jane watched as they strapped various implements of destruction to their bikes, spiked baseball bats, chains, even a large pipe wrench with a rock clamped into the jaws. Their jackets were patched with[…]
This episode is dedicated to a particular student struggling through finals, with the hope it is a bit more entertaining than 20th Century philosophy. “She’s what?” Michael Doukas’ gravelly voice boomed through the door, and Jane suppressed a grin. She was leaning agains the wall next to the entrance, looking blandly at the young Incubiker[…]
Jason looked up as Jane sat down at his counter. “You take debit cards?” she asked as he poured her a cup of coffee. “Five dollar minimum,” he said sourly, sniffing. “Pardon me for saying so, Miss-I’m-too-cool-for-a-name, but you smell like a whorehouse.” Jane smiled good naturedly. “More like one particular whore than the whole[…]
After the guard had opened the door to a small dormitory-style room, her clothes and belongings neatly stacked on the bed, he’d shut the door behind her with a deliberate click. She didn’t bother to check the knob, hearing the tiny extra click of the lock. She dug into a pocket of her folded denim[…]
In case you missed it, this is the fifth chapter of my serially released new novel “Kumir.” You can find the other chapters with a simple search for KUMIR on this blog. Like what you’re reading? Take us closer to the print version by donating there on the left, just under the MBE performer logo.[…]
Apologies for the tardiness of this next installment; I let other priorities distract me from my goal of releasing a chapter a week. I will endeavor to be more prompt, promise, especially as things are about to REALLY heat up… Crossing the street, they approached the dark building that housed “T.S. Enterprises” according to the[…]
Editor’s note: If you’re new to the series, start here. If you’re wondering about the chapter title, well, it’s a work in progress, remember? In fact, as I was editing this, I found myself questioning whether it really merited being a “chapter” at all – that maybe it should have just been tacked on to[…]
In case you’re late to the party, I’ve decided to force myself into editing That Damn Book (aka “Kumir”) by committing to releasing a chapter a week here online, for free! This is definitely a Work In Progress – feedback is welcome and appreciated! If you missed it, Chapter 1 is here. The cold morning[…]
…also known as “that damn book.” It’s written. It’s even been edited somewhat by a couple of sets of smarter eyes than mine. But for some reason I keep procrastinating actually re-writing the parts that need re-writ, juicing up the parts that need lube, and generally whipping it into shape so that I can publish[…]
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