The First Year of Curveball is now Free

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I know the website has been pretty quiet for the last month, but I've actually been working rather furiously to try to get some things done.

Last October I got the Year One and Year Two runs of Curveball professionally edited, which I then used to update the Curveball Year One Omnibus, and then release Curveball Year Two. Since then I've been trying to move those edits into the individual issues. I finally finished that last week, and delivered a batch of updated issues for my Patreon Subscribers.

Now I've finally updated the versions I sell online, and on top of it all I've also made Issues 1-12 completely free.

A Rake by Starlight - Chapter 22

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WHEREIN a Business Partner Experiences an Unwelcome Change in Status

Amys walked into the Wardroom to find Grif and Baron Tyrelos locked in the middle of renegotiating their business relationship. This renegotiation consisted of Grif and the baron trying to drink each other under the table: so far, two bottles of Varkavian Whiskey and half a bottle of Stellis Blue had been sacrificed on the altar of Trying To Get the Upper Hand.

Grif looked up, saw Amys, and raised his glass in salute.

“Apparently,” Amys said, voice dry, “today was a bad day to go out.”

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I'm 45 today!

Today, in honor of my birthday, I am getting in a car and traveling 10-15 hours (depending on traffic and stops) in order to spend the week with family.

A Rake by Starlight - Chapter 21

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WHEREIN Secrets are Revealed, and Negotiations Begin Anew

Grif stared at the impassive face of Stebbil Tanz and tried not to look surprised.

Tanz was human—that made sense, since Mogra Tylaris was human, and Tanz had been his doctor. Some doctors specialized in cross-species medicine, but it was more common for doctors to study their own racial biology. He was a tall man, slight of build, and his light brown hair was thinning on top and graying on the sides.

“You look more distinguished alive,” Grif said.

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