Swordtember 2022

Ah, fall. The end of summer and the beginning of random creative bullshit. Before #Inktober takes over, there is #swordtember, which asks artists to create new swords for the month of September. As one who’s art is primary RPG design, I have decided to spend the month creating one page awesome D&D 5E swords. I am of course late to the party on this blog (which I haven’t updated in literal years) but I’m just going to pick up where we are at. Therefore, i present to you #swordtember2022 entery 11: Neon.

Say hello to Sexalibur.

Blood of Angels: Intermission

So suddenly after 60 chapters with a pretty clear sense of where I was going, I have hit a bit of a hiccup in Blood of Angels. I don’t know if it is just writer’s block or running into the usual “soft middle” of the story or what, but I feel stuck. If you are one of the handful of folks following the story, don’t worry: I am not abandoning it. But it might take a short while for me to find my footing on it again.



Blood of Angels: Chapter 60

The people were stacked like lumber in the hold. Their sick and offal reek mixed with that of salt water. For nightmarish months they clung to life, until they couldn’t. If their captors noticed, they were cast overboard to feed the school of sharks that followed the ship across the broad Atlantic.


These were the lucky ones. The unlucky ones were brought onto the deck as sport for the captain and crew before being discarded alive into the hungry sea.


They were not the first people treated worse than animals by their fellow man, nor would they be the last.


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Chapter 61

Blood of Angels: Chapter 59

“Hello? Sammy?” Chira called out. Their words echoed through the parking garage.


“I don’t like it,” Omar whisper-shouted.


“Here,” called Taiwo, faking a masculine voice.


“Fuck,” Chira said.


“I don’t like it. I mean, how–”




“Help,” Taiwo called. “I’m trapped.”


“Shit!” said Chira and Omar said. “No way,” but both still moved closer.


Taiwo hit Omar first. She emerged from behind a column and swung her scavenged pool stick. It broke across Omar’s skull and he collapsed soundlessly.


Chira spun and raised their keychain pepper spray too late. Taiwo shoved the jagged end of the stick into Chira’s neck.


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Chapter 60

Blood of Angels: Chapter 58

Nichelle kissed Honor on her forehead then hugged her tightly.


“Mom,” started Honor with tears in her voice.


Nichelle held Honor at arm’s length. “Go. I love you,” she said and pushed her toward the gate.


She watched, weeping, until the plane taxied away.


In the car, she messaged Justin then dialed Bernie.


“Hey,” he said. “How are–”


“No,” she said. “We aren’t doing that.”




“The only reason I’m not on that plane with her is so we can nail this bastard. Tell me you have a plan.”


“I do,” said Bernie. “But it’s going to be unpleasant.”




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Blood of Angels: Chapter 57

“You are coming out here,” said Justin in his Dad Voice.


“I am not leaving the city to go live in the desert!” whined Honor into the phone, then yelled, “Mom, tell Dad I don’t have to go live with him!”


Justin did not hear what Nichelle yelled back but judging by Honor’s pouting, “It’s not fair!” he guessed Nichelle had held fast. He wished she had agreed to come, too, however.


“Look, Ho-Ho,” he said gently, “it’s important. It might be the most important thing in the world.”


Honor huffed her resignation.


“I love you,” he said. “Get packed.”


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Blood of Angels: Chapter 56

By the time Taiwo’s plane touched down and she exited customs and retrieved her luggage, she was exhausted. Upon finally reaching her small, dirty hotel room she collapsed onto the bed and fell immediately asleep.


The next day she sent the first text. She spoofed it to come from Sammy’s number.


I NEED YOUR HELP, it read.


She waited and watched the cellular traffic. Sammy’s friends texted each other frantically. After an hour the one called Chira texted back.




Taiwo sent the address and added, I’M SCARED.


WE’RE COMING, said Chira.


Taiwo smiled hungrily.


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Blood of Angels: Chapter 55

“Look,” said Nichelle into the phone, “I just want to give Mr. Phillips an opportunity to address these allegations head on.”


Her lips tightened as she listened.


“I couldn’t say. Sometimes a ‘conspiracy theory’ turns out to be Watergate. All I am saying–”


She paused suddenly, frustration evident in her expression.


“Mr. Phillips and I have a working relationship. He knws that his side will –”


She snapped her mouth shut and clenched her jaw.


“Well,” she said evenly, “in that case Harrison Phillips can go fuck himself and burn in Hell. We are running the story with or without him.”


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