As you know, Bob, life in a pandemic kind of sucks, so I’ve been pretty quiet here. But no more! There should be some announcements…
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As you know, Bob, life in a pandemic kind of sucks, so I’ve been pretty quiet here. But no more! There should be some announcements…
Musing on the necessary conditions that need to be fulfilled in order to classify something as superhero fiction.
Suomen satavuotissyntymäpäivän kunniaksi luolaromaani Pimeyttä tappavampi on 75% alennuksessa perjantaihin saakka!
Due to the Finnish centenary, the caving novel Not the Dark That Kills You is 75% off until Friday (local time).
Even though writers are all notorious liars, the following is something resembling a true account of a caving trip I took on my New Year vacation. This is the kind of stuff that inspires my caving-related fiction.
Shortly after noon Duncan, Tor and I crawl in through the top entrance hatch of OFD. Tor is tasked with navigation at first; I’ll back him up should he need it. We clamber over the boulders making up the first part of the cave, and in ten minutes we have reached the point, where a blocky climb called the Corkscrew heads down. Instead of down, we go up – up a slippery, muddy set of steps that’s almost unnoticeable if you go the way people usually go. The climb is unsecured and scary – a harbinger of what to expect today.