Archive | March 10, 2016

Patreon Reward Tier Profile!

I am holding a Patreon Pledge Drive in hopes of filling a slight income hole with my chosen income-garnering path… dragons and dungeons!

Ah, speculative fiction.

With a few dragons here and there and, ahem, quite a few dungeons. 😉

So if I’m going to ask you to patronize me, I ought to tell you what you’re getting, oughtn’t I?

By now, everyone probably knows that a $1 pledge gives you access to all the patron-only stories.

And I’ve already told you about the $5-pledge level

So now we’re into uncharted territory! Reward tiers nobody has tried for yet!

Pledge $7/month, and as long as pledges stay over the $30/month milestone, you get a super-secret private story.

That’s right, another story on top of the others in the Patreon, just for $7 and up donors, and you get to prompt it!

Of course, you still get all the $1 and $5 perks – prompting on everything, reading everything, picking serial ideas and characters. And you get your own secret story for just $2 more a month.

Check it out here.

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Sting Marydel and the Cliffs of Anterior, Part 8

Part one: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1049125.html
Part two: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1049392.html
Part three: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1051270.html
Part four: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1054666.html
Part five: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1057725.html
Part six: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1064287.html
Part seven: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1067774.html


Sting shifted from foot to foot. He didn’t want to admit he was freaked out, but on the other hand, this was pretty weird.

Dr. Anjou – well, he assumed it was Dr. Anjou – was smiling brightly at him, as if she hadn’t just offered to laugh evilly for him, to set the mood.. Sting cleared his throat. “I don’t think I need the mood to be any weirder,” he admitted. “This is already way beyond normal.”

“Well, from the paperwork I’ve seen, so are you. Come, Mr. Marydel, let’s see exactly how unusual you are.”

“I really don’t want to spend the rest of my life being some sort of lab rat.”

“The rest of your life? How about the next two hours? It that acceptable?”

“You’re not very good at being reassuring, are you?”

“I’m not supposed to be.” She flashed him a much more natural smile. “I’m supposed to be the evil doctor here to experiment on you. And when I’m done with that, well…”

Sting swallowed at the pregnant pause.

“…well, then, we’ll let you see our toys, and decide for yourself if you mind being a lab rat once in a while, in return for playing with our best equipment.”

“You are seriously strange. You do know that, right?”

“Like I said, it’s in the job description. This way please, Mr. Marydel. We’ve got quite a bit of experimenting to get done and only a few hours to do it in.”

He followed her. He hadn’t come all this way just to back out at the last minute. Even if it did mean they were going to poke and prod at him, or stick needles into him, or…

Sting stopped dead on the far side of a door straight out of Star Trek. Laid out on a table, on a very long, big table, was something like a gingerbread-man cookie cutter…

…if the gingerbread man was the size of the world’s largest human.


I’ve just renewed all my domain names AND my paid Dreamwidth account… so here’s a cliffhanger and a tip jar. 😉
$5/300 words, and for every $15 I get I’ll throw in another 300 words!


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Rainy Day, warm and pleasant.

Wyste has been journalling, and it’s got me thinking about gardening and home improvement.

If the weather holds – and weather.com says it will – I could see if I can turn over the beds this weekend. Might still be too frozen.

It’s probably too early to plant carrots – they say “3 weeks before the last expected frost” which is more like mid- to late-April – but I could risk a single batch. Peas, on the other hand, say “as soon as you can work the soil,” so if I can get the bed with the trellis turned over, I could do that this weekend.

We started burning brush, too. Kind of nice sitting out there with a laptop, writing while the fire crackles. Now all I need is a wifi repeater.

How are your plans for the spring shaping up?

And has anyone tried any hydroponic gardening?

Or in pots? I’ve been looking up stuff for next winter, including salad radishes.

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