And Then There Were Three…

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And Then There Were Three…

Think you know what awaits in the worlds beyond this one?

Think again.

After seven years of The Journeyman standing alone, The Margins and The Catalyst are now available for pre-order on most major platforms. See the entire Commons series here.

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Cover Reveal: The Catalyst

Catalyst Cover

Lo, the cover of Book 3, The Catalyst, is revealed—and the brillance of designer Dan Fernandez shines yet again. I’m shooting for books two and three to be released in e-book and print by the end of August.

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Cover Reveal: The Margins

Cover of The Margins (The Commons, Book 2)

The cover of Book 2 (The Margins), by wonder designer Dan Fernandez, is finished. Now a print proof is winging its way to me, and at 700-plus pages, it’ll double as a self-defense accessory. (My first marketing campaign: read this, or I’ll hit you with it.)

Up next: the cover for Book 3 (The Catalyst), which is edited and ready to go once the design’s approved.

It’s not that far off now; hoping for a late summer release for both of them…

A Sneak Peek

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A Sneak Peek

…at the promo copy for the next book in the Commons series, The Margins:

“I think I did something. Something someone really bad was counting on me to do. And I think you helped me.”

Ray-Anne Blair isn’t buying it. She just wants Paul Reid to forget about the imaginary place he says he needs to return to—and to stop calling her Rain.

Everyone wants something. Jeremy Johns wants to do well at his job, but the new office is strange. So is his boss, Mr. Truitt. Annie Brucker wants to understand how she ended up back with her abusive ex. Her son, Zach, wants to know if he should trust whatever it is that talks to him from the dark of his closet, something so heavy it makes the floorboards creak. Jonas Porter, Audra Farrelly, Po the silent monk, and Charlene Moseley want to know where their prospective Journeymen have disappeared to—though the answer might spell the end of all existence.

Welcome to The Margins, a place that shouldn’t be but is, thanks to Paul and the others. They thought they’d won. Instead, they played right into the hands of someone who anticipated their heroic act. Now realms are crossing over, the universe is collapsing, and it’s up to those who created the danger to overcome it.

It won’t be easy, but why would it be? It’s The Commons.

Image credit: Dan Fernandez

Distancing Dispatch

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Distancing Dispatch

It’s 82 degrees outside, and we work with the windows open. It’s supposed to go back down into the 40s in a couple of days, but for now, it’s shorts weather.

And mask weather. But it was already that, no matter the temperature. Most people walking past wear everything from kerchiefs to surgical masks. Some are clearly homemade offerings, which earn extra respect from me. One guy, strolling with his wife and little girl, looks like an Old West train robber. Another looks like Bane.

We leave to get steps. In front of the building next door, somebody’s done up the sidewalk with a chalk activity walk. We’re supposed to follow a snaky line, skip, hop like a bunny, and take advantage of safe spots to avoid falling into lava.

We greatly appreciate the effort but cross through at a normal walk, as if none of it is there. We like when others get creative; we just usually refrain from participating. In that way, nothing’s really changed.

At the end of the day, a couple in the building across the street play a duet out their window, serenading two friends who stand on the sidewalk with their dog. It’s a perfectly respectable rendition of John Denver’s “Take Me Home, Country Roads.” I can’t see them clearly through the combo of our screen and theirs, but from the sound of it, I think the woman’s playing a ukulele. And her harmony is pretty damn good. After the friends move on, she starts into R.E.M.’s “It’s the End of the World as We Know It (and I Feel Fine),” but her heart isn’t in it, so she fades to a stop. Or maybe it’s just that it hits too close to home.

More people pass the window. I find myself thinking of the Gena Rowlands line from A Woman Under the Influence: “All of a sudden I miss everyone; I don’t know why.”

Only I do know why.

And I want them all to make it.

Picture This

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Picture This

Colleagues take stealth photos of me when I’m not looking and then IM them to me. It’s kind of unsettling.

Image credit: sneaky photo by Sammi Esterman Balik
They Caught Me Daydreaming

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They Caught Me Daydreaming

They caught me daydreaming when I was supposed to be thinking outside the box. I told them I was thinking outside the room.

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2017 LDBC Wrap-Up on Good Day Sacramento

Did an appearance with my pal Cody Stark and team Good Day Sacramento to talk about the carnage of this year’s Little Drummer Boy Challenge. [Warning to the people of the future: this contains LDB, so if the game is in progress when you see this, do not watch it. It will kill you dead.]

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Commons Music: Now and Not Yet

I’ve posted before about ambient/drone being the lifeblood of The Commons, and Hammock is in regular rotation. This, from their new album, Mysterium, is just gorgeous.

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