A flash fiction bit about a school for those who train to fight monsters, and the one student who trains to fight the fighters. Which came from the thought, "What if useless sidekicks actually had ulterior motives and training?" ...and how much high school sucks.
An almost-too late Valentine's story set in the Hell's Librarian universe. Wherein we find out how Hell celebrates Valentine's Day, what gifts demons give, and the adhesive powers of Hellhound saliva. Set prior to the events of Hell's Librarian (not yet published). Enjoy!
A news story made the rounds on social media a few months ago, about a girl who regularly fed crows and the crows, in return, brought her little trinkets as gifts. So I wondered, what would happen if those crows were ravens? And those ravens were Munin and Hugir? And what would happen if they brought a little girl something more important than a bit of plastic?
And what happens when Odin, the All-Father, is forced to understand the challenges of a girl growing up in the modern world?
Hell's Librarian started as a character sketch, a writing exercise to get a particular image of a particular character--Claire--out of my head. I posted this drabble on my blog long before I wrote the book, and now that it's written I thought it'd be neat to preserve a peek at the very early days of the idea.
Chuck Wendig posted a flash fiction challenge on his blog to write a horror(ish) short story in the framework of spam email. I immediately loved the idea and I don't write much horror so it was a fun change of pace. This is the first 300 words that fell out of my brain as a result.