Midnight Man Will Return!

Announcement time!

Midnight Man first appeared in Tesseracts Nineteen: Superhero Universe, and he’s one of my favourite characters to write.

So if you like pulp superheroes

and you like fire

you’re in luck!

I am thrilled to place another story with Rhonda Parrish and to work with Tyche Books for the first time. I had a blast working with Rhonda on Equus, and getting the chance to launch that anthology at When Words Collide in Calgary. Looking forward to doing another launch. I’ve been kicking myself for not submitting to Tyche’s Masked Mosaic anthology ever since I had a chance to read it, so this is a great feeling.

Also, as if it were a present for selling the story (pretty sure it was a happy coincidence, unless Kevin knew something I didn’t), this appeared:

Huge thanks to Kevin Madison for this cover to a Midnight Man story I guess I’d better write. I love it! Hopefully, you’ll be reading lots more Midnight Man stories in the future, as prose, and as comics!

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Can*Con 2017 Schedule

I’m thrilled to be returning to Can*Con, one of my favourite (and one of the best) Canadian conventions. If you’re in Ottawa and have a chance, I highly recommend coming out. If you do, here’s where you’ll find me:

Saturday October 14th

Dealer’s Room — Signing 11:00-11:30 with Linda Poitevin

Salon B — Reading 13:00-13:15 Chadwick Ginther, 13:15-13:30 Leah Bobet, 13:30-13:45 Curtis C. Chen

Salon F — On Spec Magazine 25 Years of Canadian SFF 17:00-17:50 Leah Bobet, Brandon Crilly, Susan Forest, Chadwick Ginther, Diane Walton, Hayden Trenholm (moderator)

Salon F — Stories of the Northmen 19:00-19:50 Chadwick Ginther, Kris Ramsey, Kari Sperring, Una Verdandi, Kate Heartfield (moderator)

Music Monday: Acquainted With The Wind By Steve Earle

I’ve been listening to a lot of Steve Earle again. Steve Earle usually gets me thinking of my Thunder Road series as there’s a lot of Earle songs on my writing playlist. Maybe it’s because I’ve been writing a couple of new Thunder Road short stories, or because Kevin Madison has done a couple new pieces of Thunder Road art, but Ted’s been knocking at my creative door again lately. If I ever write another Thunder Road novel starring Ted Callan, dollars to doughnuts, this is my Chapter One title.

I’m the ramblin’ kind
No matter where I roll everybody stands aside
Lets me rumble down the road aint got a lot of friends
But I’m acquainted with the wind and we’re travelin’ along

Write on!

New Thunder Road Art!

Once again, my pal Kevin Madison has come through with a sweet piece of Thunder Road inspired art. This one was done as to celebrate what would have been Jack “King” Kirby’s 100th birthday (note the Kirby Krackle around Ted’s fist) and I love it.

This will pair nicely with the “Ted versus Minnesota” story I’m working on (working title. Most Ted related stories start off as Ted versus until I find the right song to pair with story).

Thanks, Kevin!

Write on!

Where To Find Me At When Words Collide

I’m heading back to Cowtown for another When Words Collide conference. Can’t wait!

If you’re looking for me, here’s where I’ll be:

Saturday 11 AM – Fireside: Equus Launch
Rhonda Parrish, Megan Fennell, Leslie VanZwol, Cat McDonald, Margaret Curelas, Chadwick Ginther, Pat Flewwelling, Sandra Wickham, Susan MacGregor
Whether winged or at home in the water, mechanical or mythological, the equines that gallop through the pages of the Equus anthology span the fantasy spectrum. From steampunk-inspired stories and tales that brush up against horror to straightup fantasy, one theme connects them all: freedom. Join several contributors (and a couple special guests) as they read short excerpts from their stories.
Saturday 7 PM – Rundle: Working Title
Nina Munteanu, Nicole Luiken, Ron S. Friedman, Chadwick Ginther
Let’s talk about the art of choosing a great title.
Saturday 8 PM – Parkland-Bonavista-Willow Park: Autograph Session (2 Hours)
Our Festival Guests are joined by 70+ authors
Drop by to meet the authors and get your books signed. This session is open to the public, so tell your friends.
If you spot me, come and say hi! If you’re a Thunder Road fan, I’m happy to sign copies outside of the autograph session.
Write on!

Scatter The Foals To The Wind Excerpt

It’s launch time for Equus. Enjoy a teaser taste of my story!

Scatter the Foals to the Wind

My mom always said, “Michelle, never trust a short man. They’ve always got something to prove.”

Most of her advice hadn’t stuck, but that tidbit had; one reason most of the guys I’d dated had been the size of vikings. The latest was a bruiser of a redhead named Ted. More tattoos than a biker. Mouth like a sailor. Smoked like a chimney. Mom would’ve hated him, 6’4” or not.

We’d had a few dates. I’m sure he’d made the same plans for tonight I had.

He’d come over to my condo and made me dinner. We were having a toke on my balcony, the air was brisk, but warm for a Winnipeg November. He had one arm around me and the other pointed up at the stars, toward the constellation of Orion.

“So there was this giant, name of Veggbyggir,” he said. “And he had this horse, big strong bastard went by Svaðilfari. Could tow a fucking mountain.”

The story of the myth behind the stars had a practiced feel, as if this was something he said to all the girls. It was also wrong. The “horse” constellation he’d pointed to had been Taurus.

“Veggbyggir and Svaðilfari were tasked with building a wall around Asgard—that’s the home of the Norse gods—in only three seasons or they won Freyja—the most beautiful goddess in Odin’s court—and the sun and moon besides. And they’d almost done it. So Loki had to stop them.”

Practiced or not, wrong or not, it was working. I wanted to hear where his story went. “Wait? Isn’t Loki a bad guy?”

“You know Loki?” Ted’s eyes caught the starlight and he laughed.

“Not personally,” I said. “Who won?”

“Not the giant,” Ted said. “And not Loki.”

I took a deep toke, held the smoke in my lungs for a three count, and passed the joint back to Ted as I exhaled. “How’d Loki manage to stop them?”

“He turned into a mare and lured the stallion away.”

“Classic honey pot,” I said.

Ted laughed. “Right?”

“So why’d you say Loki lost? Sounds like he had the last laugh.”

Ted shrugged. “He came back pregnant with an eight-legged horse son.”

“Bummer,” I said. “Which constellation is Loki? Where’s he hiding?”

He stopped pointing at the stars to pull me close, and I figured he was going to kiss me, so I closed my eyes, leaned in, and over the balcony I went. As I tumbled ass over tits, his grin flashed; a crescent that glowed bright as the moon.

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