Equanimous Rex

Love-Letters From The Anthropocene #3

We’ve grown taller, exploding out of our carapace. Rising up from long forgotten stunted forms more prone to limb-climbing, back

(This story is set within the Fallen Cycle mythos) “They say he’s an alchemist,” Frederick drawled from behind his worn

Hey folks! Just thought I’d show off the new podcast cover art for The Witch-Doctor. Much thanks to the Fallen

One thing I’ve learned, is that the process of writing and editing a book can seem an endless

Writing can be anxiety inducing, but fear not! I have decided to create an on-going list of tricks, tips, and

Hey folks! While my innards may be recovering from the holiday abuse I’ve forced upon myself, I’ve got some exciting

Electric dreams flash and flit. A steady bass beat throbs and bumps. The air blends the smells of imported spices

(Stream-of-consciousness psychography from the edge of the eschaton) We’ve got an infestation folks. They’re crawling around the walls. Can you

Well, I have to admit it. I’ve picked back up on an old habit. That’s right, keeping a notebook. I

“A yet stronger power than that of herb or stone lies in the spoken word, and all nations use it