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Beerburg signing tonight
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Sorry, I know this is little warning even for locals. But there will be a book signing at Beerburg from 5-7pm tonight. I'll be one of the authors. And... beer. https://beerburgevents.com/the-brewery/ Come say hi. Anyone too far away, drop me a note and I'll send a dragon to fetch you. I set a release date for Shepherds of Truth. April 13. Had a little snafu with my editor, but I couldn't find someone else to give it another structural pass in time, so crossing my fingers. It did get the approval of reader #1 (my mother). A couple of other folks are giving it the once over, and it will hit a copy editor in time. More on the release later. Started my next book. :D All books by Steven J. Morris Previous Newsletters
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Steven J Morris
Hi! If you enjoy fantasy with snarky humor, I've got some books for you. My newsletter takes you along the creative journey, and keeps you informed of what's brewing.
Shepherds of Truth is live. It’s yours now. The conclusion of Thaumatropic Roots is within your grasp. If you’ve walked this path since Mother of Trees, this belongs to you as much as it does to me. Get it here: → Shepherds of Truth Also available: UK | CA Thank you for reading.Thank you for trusting me with your time.Thank you for finishing this with me. — Steve p.s. It is also my birthday today... :D May you get lost this week in another world. Follow me on Goodreads. Subscribe
Ten days until the end of Thaumatropic Roots. Ten days until the threads you’ve been following since Mother of Trees pull tight. Since “peace broke out like a plague.” Ten days. That’s all that stands between you and the end. I won’t overtalk this. If you’ve been waiting to see what becomes of Elliah, Hughelas, the dragons, and the fragile cage holding back the Father of Stones… It’s here. Every book has been tightening toward this. Mother of Trees. Bones of Cenaedth. Secrets of Deara. Every...
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