Newsletter - November 22, 2022


For those of you that aren't close to the microchip industry -- it is going through upheaval right now, and my work is no exception. So instead of the calm downtime I expected after taping in our last chip, I've had to work through some pretty dynamic changes. It can be... unsettling.

I think I hit a new driving record last weekend - about 5 hours on the road Saturday entirely for running kids around town. Impressive, right? Used about 3/4 of a tank of gas. I could have driven to South Padre Island in that time and enjoyed a frigid beach adventure. Frankly, this is a totally ridiculous time in life to entertain a writing hobby (yes, Hunny, I admit it), but I've never been entirely sensible... how dull that would be.

BUT, part of that driving brought me to basketball--my oldest daughter's team won their basketball tournament in sudden death. She couldn't walk the next morning... took a hit to her leg that is causing some knee pain. But ice, anti-inflammatories, and a holiday break will hopefully do the trick.

Cranking away on Mother of Trees--Elliah is finally nearing the next crux of her story. It's almost like she doesn't want to get there! (Any other authors out there who feel like their characters sometimes push back?) Someone needs to tell her that this isn't even the bad part. Sheesh.

I felt sure the dragon was our fault… well, specifically, the Warder’s fault. I willed him to keep his mouth shut, as I didn’t relish the thought of how many years I would have to work on the Knoll in order to pay off the repairs. But that would be ludicrous too, as having the hammer on board would incur more attacks and more damage.
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But, as the world had taught me many times over, my will had no bearing on reality.
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“The dragon hunted me,” Beldroth said, drawing all eyes. “I will find some way to pay for the damages.”
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Damned noble fool.

An author local to Austin has arranged a multibook giveaway that everyone should jump on. Maybe you'll find your next favorite author or series: https://bkgreenwood.com/multiauthorgiveaway​

o To-Do list for writing last week:

  • Email updates
  • Get Elliah to the Heartland :) [easier said than done... she still has one big obstacle to overcome. she might not make it by next week.]

o To-Do list for writing this week:

  • Email updates
  • Get Elliah to the Heartland. She might actually make it by the time this newsletter goes out. She's close.

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Steven J Morris

If you read fantasy for the magic, the world-building, and the occasional moment of dark humor—I write that. One urban fantasy series, one epic fantasy series, both set in the Fractured Arcana universe, with more coming. My newsletter takes you deeper into the worlds, the characters, and what's next.

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