New Works, 2018 Edition

It’s been a busy year. I became a father. Got a dog. That sort of stuff. Also, I wrote some stuff. And since I’ve been a bit remiss in posting about some of it, I decided to get it all done at once before the year comes to a close. Below is a list of everything I’ve had published in 2018, with links to where you can check it out, if you’re of a mind to do so. 






I’m going to be honest – not as much variety as I might have liked on that list. I received a handful of anthology invites this year that I just never got around to submitting to, or just plain forgot about until the deadline had passed. I even managed to talk myself out of a few interesting sounding novel-length projects due to an abiding lack of interest in video games, among other things.

Basically, I didn’t have my head in the game, this year. A lot of that was down to events out of my control, but some of it was pure laziness. I’ve gotten complacent, of late. I thought that since I was making money, everything was chugging along the way it should be. And maybe it is. But maybe it ain’t.

Tie-in fiction can be a double-edged sword for an author. On the one hand, it’s very often steady money – good advances and regular royalties are hard to turn down, even when you might not be particularly interested in the project in question. Paying bills is nice, especially when you can do it by writing about space marines.

But it eats up time like nobody’s business, and potentially your enthusiasm for work, as well. Of late, I find that the more tie-in work I do in a short space of time, the more quickly I hit my limit for the year, with neither the interest or energy for much of anything else. Short stories go unfinished, this site goes dormant, etc. none of which is good for a jobbing writer.

So, I need to find a happy medium in 2019. To that end, I’ve already withdrawn from a few projects I’d talked about doing with my editors at Black Library, in order to free up some time to do something different next year. I won’t lie – it hurt to do it. My inner mercenary hates the thought of leaving money on the table. But a little pain now might save me a lot of pain later.

That’s the theory anyway.

Adios, 2018. Roll on, 2019.