CM Simpson: Writer & Gamer

Not a bad week, this week. The day job is progressing well, the study not-so-well, the family is well, I’ve managed to roleplay, and writing progress is fair. There should be some releases this month, or early next. Overview New words produced: 13,420 Old words revised: 13,432 Works completed: 0 (68 poems complete, but incorporated into larger work); Works revised: 0 (60 poems revised, but incorporated into larger work); Covers created: 0 (1-3 variations) Works published: 0 (2-3 release platforms) Works submitted: 2 Competitions Entered: 0 Tier 1 Tasks Revised Chapters 16-21 SciFanNovel1A Extra Tasks Added 3,700 words to Annual12 Added 8,300 words to Annual13 Added 2,700 words to Annual14 Added 2,800 words to RPGSupplement13A Added 3,700 words to RPGSupplement13B Added 1,700 words to RPGSupplement13C-G Publishing Tasks Created 18 blog posts for this blog; Created 3 blog posts for the C.M. Simpson Publishing blog; Traditional Pu...

You can find the introduction to the Babes in London adventure sequence HERE , the background to Act One HERE , the Overview for Act One HERE ., and Act One Scenes 1-2 HERE . To play or run this game you will need the following: PLAYERS: Fireborn Player's Handbook ; GAME MASTERS: Fireborn Gamemaster's Handbook ; Fireborn Player's Handbook ; This is a piece of fan fiction. It is NOT endorsed or acknowledged by Fantasy Flight Game s; it is IN NO WAY official; it DOES NOT indicate any form of relationship between myself and Fantasy Flight Games; and I DO NOT CLAIM any of the setting specific material or setting specific concepts as my own. PLAYERS SHOULD NOT READ BEYOND THIS POINT                   S CENE T HREE: N OT S O H APPY F AMILIES You glance towards an unsteady shimmer in the air, thinking perhaps the Seer has reappeared. Instead you see that the great elms have been replaced by th...

These little guys spent several weekends in cahoots with some tiny thornbills and a scarlet robin, tantalising me. It was like they dared me to come out and try to take their picture. Well, I met their dare, and they set me even more challenges for the future. The first thing you'll notice about these little guys is the fact they have a distinctive white ring around their eyes. They also have a cute bit of yellow on their head and face, and they're very alert. I think they watched me almost as much as I watched them, but it didn't stop them from going about their everyday birdy business. Camera? Schwamera. When you gotta scratch, you just gotta scratch. They like bushes with dense foliage. Since they eat nectar, berries and fruit, I think they were checking this one out for a nest. And this little guy was just trying to warm up on a cold winter's day.

Have you ever been really enjoying one thing, when you got a craving for another? Well, that's what happened this month when, in the middle of reading the Dick Francis novels I own, I had a sudden craving for Ann Aguirre's gritty space adventure science fiction. And then, I couldn't help but think I might need to read some of Mike Shepherd's naval science fiction. Choices, choices, choices. Here's what I ended up reading this month:

Wings is the first book in the Wings series, which follows a family of people who have wings and bird-like feet. They have lived as normal a life as possible, concealing their not-so-human aspects as best they can. So far they have been successful, but that’s all about to be turned upside down. Jack has wings, but he keeps them well-hidden. When a new girl comes to school and does not hide her own wings, what changes will she bring to Jack’s life? Wings is available from Smashwords, Amazon-Kindle, Kobo, Nook, DriveThruFiction and iTunes. First Chapters: Wings Jack Jack had wings on his back and claws on his feet. He had feathers on his legs and a bell around his neck. He took the bus to school. Jack had green eyes and dark skin. His father had green eyes. His mother had dark skin. His mother had wings and his father had claws on his feet. They tried not to let people know. Jack’s father wore shoes all the time. They were big shoes that cramped his cl...