Strange Little Band is an ongoing science fiction story with a dollop of romance. New installments are posted on Tuesday. To learn more, see What’s this? If you’d like to start at the beginning, read the prologue. For links to interviews, reviews, and more, please see the publicity page. We’ve got forums and a store, too!

In a world where vampires sparkle…

…it’s hard to find dedicated supporters of teen dance troupes. Just ask Kitty Farmer.

If the name doesn’t ring a bell, Kitty is a character in the excellent movie Donnie Darko. Fans of the film and haters of the Twilight franchise will probably appreciate this T-shirt. Nancy thought of the mashup. Artist extraordinaire Brian Goff illustrated it. Posters are available, too.

Tori’s Row

Nancy and the prolific MCM are co-writing the paranormal thriller Tori’s Row. Nineteen chapters, two trailers, and two reviews are available now!

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No worries! Look for the new “Choose post background color” section in the middle column and click the “Light” link. Bye-bye eye strain!

Teague limped forward quickly but cautiously, holding his 9 mm pistol ready. Their luck was holding; they’d won three skirmishes since leaving the psych ward, and the bullet that had clipped his leg was their only injury. It hurt like hell, but didn’t slow him down. Ashlynn’s mental voice whispered, Group of five 50 meters
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Deja vu wrapped around Addison like a blanket. Like her last stay in the psych ward, drugs kept Addison’s psionics out of reach. That time had been bad, but this was worse. The coup had failed, and she had so much more to lose now. Had Shane, Teague, and her children escaped? What would Triptych
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Daniel rang the door chime to Myers’ quarters out of strategy, not necessity. Best to let the brat think he had some degree of control. Like father, like son. When no one responded Daniel tried again. Mattioni had insisted that the boy had been there for hours and was currently alone. The conversation would go
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Shane paced the length of the kids’ lab, scrambling for his cold, rational side. Fear and anger kept it out of reach, and the smooth angles of the prism in his hand seemed to mock him. Everything was going wrong. He’d just gotten Addison back and was losing her already. He rounded on his kids,
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Flames climbed the piece of paper in Addison’s hand, consuming a short list of numbers: 24, 9, 76. She, Shane, Teague, and a handful of others knew the numbers’ meaning. They were the number of Triptych employees who’d gone AWOL today, AWOL employees recovered, and the current count of co-conspirators. Nine, Addison marveled. Less than
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They either stared at him or wouldn’t look at him at all. One or the other. It made Shane want to scream, but of course he couldn’t. That mulatto bitch wouldn’t let him. How had everything gone so wrong? Shane watched the girl and her dweeb of a brother from the back of the let’s-make-pretend-we’re-scientists
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If Dad’s office hadn’t been saturated with blood, Jake would have lay down beside his father and slept, too.  He’d poured nearly all of his energy into healing Dad’s neck and stabilizing his vitals.  His father had lost what would normally be a fatal amount of blood.  The last thing Jake had done before his
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