Flash Fiction Friday @ Five PM – 5/26/17 – An Interview with Overlord Chaos

Interviewer: A.S.A. Kell Inkston

Interviewee: High Overlord Chaos of Dimension #13 – various titles including Slayer of Billions, God-Murdering Tyrant King of the Mystic Realm, Deathless Black Knight of Desolation, Castle Chewer, and as he’s lovingly called around the scribery: The Mean Black Bunny

Location and Greeting: Overlord Chaos’ island castle in Pkt. Dimension #299,399,741 – gate coordinates not to be disclosed on request of Perimeter Security Minion, who approached me when I crossed over and promptly knocked me out. Interview proper takes place after I regained consciousness and explained myself to H.O. Chaos who I am and what I was there for.

It turns out Perimeter Security Minion deigned to have me thrown into a hell-dimension to get rid of me, but Chaos demanded I be spot-checked by V.I.P. Identification Minion, who quickly identified me as an Ascended Scribe. If you’re reading this: thank you, V.I.P. Identification Minion. I once heard Aigoth of the Endless Black Nails was just named so because they were overflowed with tourists and wanted to appear less popular to prospective visitors. Unfortunately, it was just as advertised; would not recommend.

That said, I was sat down in one of Chaos’ gardens, and while a delightful bunch of his minions began preparing tea accoutrements, we exchanged the initial pleasantries and began the interview:

Kell: So nice to talk to you today, High Overlord.

*Chaos grins*

Chaos: Likewise, observer. I am ever pleased to be host to your kind.

Kell: It’s appreciated.

Chaos: Of course. Now ask away.

Kell: So first thing. We have readers from all over The Omniverse, and most already know about you, so I’ve been meaning to ask. Have you really killed over a billion life forms?

*Chaos laughs*

Chaos: I have.

Kell: Would you care to expound on that?

Chaos: Certainly: Anything that harbors a spark movement could be  considered alive. Why, I’m certain you have killed at least a billion life forms?

Kell: And how’s that?

Chaos: Well, have not you ever boiled a pot of water?

Kell: …Yes, I suppose I see where you’re going with that; microscopic organisms?

*Chaos nods*

Chaos: Indeed.

Kell: I believe the readers would be expecting something a little more substantial. For instance: how many sentient life forms have you killed? Just overall.

*Chaos looks aside and rubs his chin the same moment we’re served tea*

Chaos: Ahh! Silver leaf! A fine herb for the drink, do you not agree?

It’s at this time that I make the mistake of laughing.

Kell: You tell me, Overlord.

Chaos: Oh… Oh I apologize. Of course you couldn’t enjoy yourself while on the job. I intended no insult.

Kell: None taken. Thank you for the offer, though.

Chaos: The pleasure is all mine.

Kell: So, a billion?

*Chaos takes a sip of his tea*

Chaos: I haven’t the slightest idea

Kell: Really? No idea how many people you’ve killed?

Chaos: Definitely not; I kept track up to  eighteen million-so, but lost myself after I improved considerably at mass displacement magic.

Kell: I heard about that. You slit an entire army’s worth of people’s throats, all simultaneously.

*Chaos draws back in surprise*

Chaos: Did… did I?

Kell: You did.

Chaos: I feel like I would have remembered something like that.

Kell: You’re well known for your forgetfulness in The Scribery.

Chaos: Oh my… If you all know about it then I must be especially forgetful.

Kell: Indeed, but don’t worry too much. You have flashes of memories. It’s all still up there. That explains why you sometimes can kill an army and other times have trouble getting out of bed in the morning.

Chaos: I have trouble… getting out of bed?

Kell: I’m actually your assigned scribe, so I see everything you do.

*Chaos laughs. He seems pretty good-natured*

Chaos: How many individuals are you assigned to, analyst?

Kell: I’m afraid you’re the one being interviewed.

*Chaos grins*

Chaos: Well, you are the certain one.

Kell: I’m willing to take that risk for my readers.

Chaos: … These readers, what do they read on?

Kell: My… my  blog.

*Chaos’ grin widens and his eyes slant. Cheeky bastard.*

Chaos: Well here’s hoping an interview with me will attract a few more readers.

Kell: Thanks.

*Chaos leans back as he takes another sip. I’ve watched him for so long- but in person, his balance is so perfect it’s eerie.*

Chaos: So does that answer the question?

Kell: It does, thank you. Next up we have some reader questions: One of my readers asked how one becomes like you.

*Chaos laughs*

Chaos: Well, as I’m not a human, a mortal creature couldn’t very well hope to become like me in that they’d match me in power- but they can gain traits like mine.

Kell: What sorts of traits?

Chaos: Everlasting life, wondrous strength, a mind sharper than a razor, immense resistance to any form of duress, the ability to flee in the dark-

Kell: Excuse me.

Chaos: Yes?

Kell: I assume you meant to say “see in the dark”?

*Chaos hums*

Chaos: Isn’t that what I said?

Kell: You said “flee”.

Chaos: Ahh… so I did. Pardon me. Yes, it can all be achieved by submitting to my servitude. It is a finer life, I can guarantee that. Far better than squirming in your mortal trench societies.

Kell: …Indeed. So you mean to say the reader in question should become one of your minions?

Chaos: Had I need for more. I regret to say unless this reader has immense magical potential then I probably won’t bother extending my being to overtake his or her will.

Kell: Wonderful. Would you say your minions are happy?

Chaos: Well you’d know that better than I would, Mister Analyst.

Kell: That’s fair enough. Next question.

Chaos: By all means.

Kell: Who do you dislike most in all your travels?

*Chaos laughs*

Chaos: That is a good one. I think… oh… but then again… perhapsyes. It’s a tie.

Kell: A tie?

Chaos: Indeed. Royal Knight Order, that snowy little pest, has been a great detriment to my plans of full domination for a great while. If I’m not wrong this year would be roughly our eighty millionth anniversary .

Kell: I guarantee you it’s not that long.

*Chaos’ eyes slant and his grin lessens to a smile*

Chaos: Oh? Well, four eyes, if you’re so smart why don’t you simply tell your little pretend readers just how long the two of us have been fighting.

Kell: I’d rather you didn’t demean my mask. I’m rather sensitive about it. I’m asking simply to hear it from yourself. Plus, I’ve never actually visited you, so I figured it might be a good time.

*Chaos’ grin returns*

Chaos: Pardon me, I am glad you came, Analyst. Tis not every day one meets their angel of causality of sorts.

Kell: Never been called an angel before. I’m flattered.

Chaos: I am certain it is a refreshing change from the usual reaction you get when an individual discovers you’ve been watching them.

Kell: I’ll admit you’re one of the very first not to freak out. I appreciate that.

Chaos: Of course… Now, Order, yes, that mystic witch woman- that midgety little lass… perhaps you know of her?

Kell: I do. Actually, I’m assigned to her as well.

*Chaos scoffs as he wiggles into his chair*

Chaos: They assign males to view females in your adorable scribery?

Kell: It’s not like that.

Chaos: I’m certain.

*The bastard takes a sip of his tea while firing me an incriminating glare. Now I get why his enemies get so angry around him.*

Kell: So… Other than Order, who’s the one she’s tied with?

Chaos: Not so fast; if you’re her analyst as well, could it be that you’ve been assigned to a particular event, rather than random people of interest?

Kell: That’s none of your business.

*He draws in, cradling  his tea cup in both hands.*

Chaos: Who else are you watching? I must know!

Kell: I’ll remind you that using force against an A.S.A. would be inadvisable to say the least.

*Chaos sighs and makes an animated “eye-rolling” motion. He rears off.*

Chaos: Of course, of course. Wouldn’t want to get fated into a ditch now. I have heard that Scribe Director of yours is quite the unpleasant lady. Is she the spiteful sort?

Kell: … You already know the answer to that question, actually. It’s a shame you forgot.

*Chaos lifts his head in regal, crane-like offense before relaxing into the back of his chair. Got him, the bitch.*

Chaos: Very well… now, I suppose you were wondering my tie?

*I nod.*

Chaos: I suppose the other would be Overlord Torment, though the Multi-Soul Amalgamation has also been on my mind of late.

Kell: Right, “The Captain”.

*Chaos grins*

Chaos: Oh, so you know of it as well? I assume it is also one you are assigned to.

Kell: … I’d rather not go into that.

Chaos: So it is true!

*He rears in again*

 

-Interviewer note: In the interest of not spoiling Nocturna League’s 6-10 episodes, I’ve decided to redact this segment of the exchange. You have my heartfelt apology, reader, but he knows way, way more than I expected about that situation. Please look forward to the upcoming episodes; I’ll start publishing my recordings of it once the other episodes get more feedback, mind you!-

 

Kell: So next question. “Are the British royals actually reptilians?”

*Chaos hums*

Chaos: The… British…

*He perks up suddenly, his antennae pointing straight up.*

Chaos: Those tea people!

Kell: I… I suppose you could call them that. Historically speaking they actually had very little of that tea in their native biome to begin with.

Chaos: Ha! Of no matter. Yes, an empire that well-managed couldn’t possibly be done-so by the hands of useless humans. It would have to be a superior life form for them to have gone across their planet for the sole reason of collecting the most delicious forms of tea.

Kell: I believe they pursued empire for other reasons, but we can agree that the tea was an understandable motive.

Chaos: Wonderful! I did not expect you were such a tea connoisseur, analyst!

Kell: Y-yes. Tea is wonderful.

*Chaos laughs and points his finger*

Chaos: You must take me for a fool. I am well aware you’ve been guzzling coffee like a disgusting weakling!

(I had forgotten his eye-sight can discern quasi-ether mass as well as physical and magical elements. My bad.)

Kell: Well our coffee tastes way better in the World above the Pools.

*Chaos hisses. Never heard that before. Scary, and he can’t even kill me.*

Chaos: I suppose you can only get away with it, being what you are. Do record for your readers that I will not allow coffee drinkers to exist so long as I can prevent it. Tea is the beverage of refinement, and coffee— it is truly the mud of curs. Royal Knight Order adores coffee, as well as that amalgamation abomination.

Kell: Right. My apologies for not being sensitive to your tastes.

*Chaos bows his head*

Chaos: You are forgiven… I suppose.

Kell: Well thank you. Now last question: Why is Knight Love the… what the hell?

Chaos: Knight Love?

Kell: Astounding.

Chaos: What is it?

Kell: This last question was written by Meeo Letlind, under context of this interview!

Chaos: So, she read it before we even conducted it.

Kell: It seems that way.

*Chaos laughs. He looks relieved*

Chaos: All this time… She’s still alive.

Kell: She certainly is… around.

(I don’t have the heart to tell him, but the interview question was definitely sent long, long before now- by at least a thousand years)

Chaos: What a darling little dimensional terrorist she is. Have you met her?

Kell: No, but she’s on the list to be interviewed (in the past).

Chaos: And it’s worth saying, you can creep on Royal Knight Order as much as you please, but if you lay a hand on my Friendion there will be a reckoning that not even your little director could deal with.

Kell: Don’t be ridiculous.

Chaos: I am certain it’s lonesome up in your little tower, watching the lives of us bright and brilliant creatures. I would venture to guess that you’re jealous of the relationship the two of us have.

Kell: Just answer the question.

Chaos: I shall be watching you.

Kell: As if you were capable.

*Chaos rears in again, I’m pretty sure white flame is coming out of his jaws right now. Damn.*

Chaos: As if I cared about a peeping tom’s opinion of what I can do!

*There’s an awkward silence, and Chaos clears his throat.*

Chaos: what is her question?

Kell: She uh… She writes right here that she felt like the last question wasn’t much fun originally, and instead sent in her own question at the perfect time… How did she even get a fax machine though?

Chaos: Pardon me?

Kell: I received this one by fax… Weird. I know where she is she has electricity now, but this is-

*Chaos leans in with wide eyes*

Chaos: You know where she is?!

Kell: Well yes, I’m assigned to her as well.

Chaos: Tell me!

Kell: I apologize, you’re actually not allowed to find out at the moment.

Chaos: Why?! After Oa… She…

Kell: I know, but my  readers don’t know that yet… and way more importantly- you’d trigger some pretty serious events, and I haven’t been given permission to put that into play yet. So no can do.

Chaos: I will know!

Kell: Eventually, yes. Now calm down.

*Chaos takes a moment, takes a deep breath, and leans off me back into his chair. What an overdramatic nerd.*

Chaos: Right… her question?

Kell: She wanted to ask you how you were doing. She also gives her love.

*There’s a pause as Chaos looks down to the ground, and closes his eyes. A few seconds go by, and he smiles before lifting up to talk to me.*

Chaos: I am doing just fine. Where ever you are, Friendion, I know you are doing what is best. I am… if you are reading this now. I apologize. Aoline… the young lady. I did do my best, but it was either her or Oa, my goal for so long. I had to make that choice. I hope with everything in my cold heart that you will one day forgive me. She did not deserve that, and you did not deserve what happened to you. I am overjoyed you are safe. Pl-

Kell: Uh, slow down.

*Chaos closes his eyes and takes a long sigh*

Kell: Okay, thanks. Go ahead.

(Sorry, I’m a little slow taking down responses sometimes.)

Chaos: Please visit soon. With much adoration, your overlord… That’s all.

Kell: Got it… Thank you for taking the time with me today.

*I present my hand to shake, and Chaos accepts it. His grip is deceptively-gentle for someone that tears out dragon throats for a living.*

Chaos:… But of course… I feel a weight lifted from me… Tell me, Analyst.

*We both rise from our chairs.*

Kell: Yes?

Chaos: Is… will I see her again?

*I open my portal*

Kell: I’m sorry.

Chaos: I presume you cannot tell me?

Kell: You’ll see her again. (Poor guy won’t figure out the catch for a while now.)

Chaos: Very well. Good day… four eyes analyst.

*I step halfway into my portal*

Kell: No problem… Black Bunny!

At this time the interview ended with me scarcely escaping through my portal. Turns out that Chaos is quite capable at manipulating extra-ethereal portals as well. If I had pulled away a second slower he’d have taken my hand off. Not this time, bitch. Definitely not interviewing him again for a while. Need to make sure he doesn’t remember I called him a black bunny- that’d suck.

Tune in next time for another interview. I suppose Meeo will be the one to do. As always, email me your questions for her at kellr.inkston@gmail.com or let me know on the twitter or facebook group.

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Well I screwed up hugely again, not that it’ll stop me! Oh, and I found out a great way to keep my tea warm!

Well boohoo.

Turns out my flash fiction Friday post appeared under an older post- how embarrassing! If you peek down you can still see it, about a couple of millennial whipper-snappers and a fly waiter, so enjoy if you wish to peek down.

I found the cause of the matter. Apparently wordpress thinks they’re super smart using a timezone an hour after EST even after I looked it up to double check. Fooie!

Lesson learned, don’t try your luck with scheduled releases unless you know exactly what you’re doing. I’ve had this site for well over a year and I still hadn’t figured that out until just today!

*imagine funny image of an eagle screeching with the text “HAWKWARD” in Impact Bold Font right here*

Oh well, onwards and upwards! The next Flash Fiction Friday at Five ( Or FFF@F for short c: ) will be released at 5 PM EST for REAL THIS TIME GUYS, REALLY!

About that tea…

I decided to go the route of the insane genius, brewing my standard English breakfast (even though its the evening when I’m writing this; such a rebel) and added a spot of milk just as usual…

Just a typical tea-drinking day…

But then, an enlightened realization! If it’s in the coffee pot, why not keep it warm using the coffee burner?!?!?!?!?1

So I did, and it’s still warm!

#sosmart

Anyway I promise I’ll do better next time. Sorry for letting ya’ down.

: :’ <—Me with anime sweat drop because I’m so unironically random.

I hope you have a wonderful weekend, and look forward to finding out how you can get Valiance’s prequel, Defiance, for 100% free!

Much love,

Kell

Hey, is this brick wall becoming bigger, or is it just me? Oh wait, i-*SMASH AND DEAD*

Nice attempt at clickbait, Kell. Pretty sure it didn’t work.

First matter of affairs, that military sci-fi novel’s rough draft is done, and here’s the cover:

Valiance_Kindle

Yeah, seriously. It looks awesome!

Like, I’ve seriously never loved one of my covers this much. Good job, until-further-notice secret guy who did my cover!

As much as a challenge as it was, the novel was pleasing and quick to write, like I mentioned in my previous post, and I’m currently working through the editing process. I can’t loose momentum! This could be the one! Expect to see it on amazon.com shelves early May. Remember that you can go ahead and read the novel for free using the radish fiction app. Exciting!

Anyway I’ve got a lot going on at the Ascended Scribery, scribbling up one thing or another, but I know you guys need some contact, so here it is. It’s been a long time since my last progress report, so this should be a significant change from last time.


What I’m working on right now:

-Valiance Prequel: I need a reader magnet to the series, and I figured this would be a fantastic way to do it. It shall be a short story explaining the origins of one of the characters, and should be pretty sweet. Expect to see it release alongside Valiance for about $0.99 cents.

And have the cover for this one too:

Defiance - High Resolution

B-beautiful…

-I’m going to be getting back into flash fiction, starting… today! Check out my Flash Fiction Friday @ Five (PM EST) starting today at 5 PM EST. It will be very short, punchy, sometimes even offensive, but you’re a cool enough kid to handle naughty words and things that might make tumblr mad, right?

Yeah, honestly that’s kind of it. I’m also developing the plot outline for Valiance‘s sequel already so I can piggy back and get on it quickly. Hope to see you later at 5PM ❤

All the best,

Kell

(P.S.: Again, Walking the Scar is still going to be finished. Seriously… I just need to get this stuff off my plate first : :’ )

Flash Fiction Friday @ Five PM – 5/18/17 – Kafka Cafe

(For the first post of these I feel it’s fair for a disclaimer. Any views or opinions expressed about anyone or anything do not reflect those of the author’s. The author also takes full artistic liberty to do whatever the hell it wants to. Take your complaining garbage elsewhere, gnave. Now let’s get down to business.)

Kafka Cafe

“Yeah!” Jane says, “I love Blue Dog Monday! I went to their summer concert last year!” She adds with a cheesy smile and a decisive point, as if she just now recalled the band.

She’s not the one, he already knows, as all insufferable hipsters do.

William’s puts on smile stretches to ensure it’s convincing. Jane failed the “fake band” test like so many others. He runs it through with every girl he dates. Give her the name of a fake band, see if she’s a giant fan of it and owns all the albums, and then go from there.

He scratches his shoulder as a waiter swings past their table with the sort of over-doctored coffee and flippantly-cute pastries common to an outdoor mall café. “Wow, I’m shocked!” He says with an awkward shrug, at once showing his surprise and personally shrugging off the thought of a second date.

“Yeah, they’re great… It’s just been such a long time I listened to them, ya’ know? There’s a lot out.” She says this all while taking up the slender coffee spoon and stirring through her decaf salted caramel white chocolate mocha frappe with coconut milk and just a dash of cinnamon.

William assumes this is her way of backing up in case he presses further. He’ll spare her the embarrassment of being caught, and decides to simply go along with it. Last time he called a girl out for it he received a swift slap to the face, as it turned out the fake band name he chose was actually of a real band that he hadn’t heard of.

“Yeah, well you know how it is,” William says with another, neither of them actually knowing how it is. He finishes off his black Honduras— good stuff.

A few minutes of generic date conversation passes. It’s just like she said on her profile, she does yoga. Wow. Likes surfing. Holy shit amazing. And even had the gall to say she was working as something other than an unpaid intern. He finds out a few other facts that are also probably not facts at all, and nods his way through the whole conversation. It won’t be hard to let her go, considering he didn’t grab on to begin with.

And then it happens.

A fly zips around the table and she groans amidst a reflexive swat. The fly didn’t dodge, but instead is just flipped aside. Jane cringes realizing she actually made contact with the fly, an ironic reaction all things considered, and then the fly buzzes angrily.

“What the hell?!” The fly vibrates in fury.

Jane draws back in horror. “It talks! Kill it! Kill it!”

“I fucking work here! I came to get your goddamn dishes you little shits! I literally had this job for one fucking day and already people are going nuts!” He points a really tiny fly leg to the door with a sign on it. “Can’t you read?! This is a super equal opportunity establishment! Any sentient creature can get a job here.”

“I-I’m,” Jane skews her breath. “I’m so sorr-”

Jane’s voice is overpowered by the landing of William’s large mug, crushing the fly beyond recognition.

“W-what did you do?!

William draws back, steaming and short of breath. “I killed it.”

“It… It worked here!

“Yeah, so what? It freaked me out!”

“You can’t… Shit!” Jane presses a hand into her face in dread. “Why the hell would the manager think this was a good idea?! The waiter that gave us the food wasn’t a fly!”

“Yeah,” William said, gaze searching for onlookers, “Just a normal person, like they should be, dammit! Why di-”

“Is something the matter?” The original waiter, an enormous, human-sized cockroach says as he bends around the corner.

William’s eyes grow large as he looks at the massive roach. He had thought it was just some old Asian man or something, but no.

“This entire place is operated by bugs!” He shrieks before fainting. He went to jail for aggravated assault, murder, and super racism– good riddance, band guy. Like, ugh!


Come back next Friday at 5 for some more. Let’s see how long I can keep this up.

My birthday!… And also I failed.

isSo first, some tunes-

Happy Birthday, me. It’s a good day to celebrate the things that are… Kell Inkstony! I might not even write today, not that I really need a day-long vacation from that, but I’ve just been on the grindstone with it for so long recently! Maybe I’ll cook up two packages of ramen for myself instead of one. Also hey, this is the one month anniversary of The Black Eye’s release. I can hardly believe that I’m almost a book away from it and it’s only been a month of time!

So, about that failure:

As you may know I set out to write an entire novel in the month of April with a target of 60,000 words, and I’ve been keeping track closely with the amount of words I get done each day versus the amount remaining. It was around day 18 that I figured out I probably wouldn’t hit the deadline. 2,000-3,000 word days are supremely motivated for me, and aren’t always something I can pull off with my job at the ethereal scribery and all those other part times I’ve been doing.

That said, I accomplished 46,160/60,000 words. I guess if you want to look at it glass half full, that’s an already heavily-edited and proofread draft in one month, just 4,000 less than a nanowrimo winner. That’s a good way to box it up, right?

I suppose I can’t be too hard on myself. This will still be the fastest novel I’ve written, and probably one of the very best too. It’s weird that this will be the eighth novel-length project I’ll have completed, and I really just feel like I’m now coming into the swing of understanding the importance of plotting. I was a “seat-of-your-pants” creature for the first six novels, and steadily became more and more structured as time went on. Now I couldn’t very well imagine writing a book without an outline of some sort- they just work well for me, so HA!

I’ve got to cut the short. The scribery’s summoned me.

Have a wonderful day and look forward to the cover of Valiance: Voidstar Empire soon,

Kell

Valiance’s on Radish, Noc 4 for free, and the current progress – the late April update

Hi there friends,

It’s been a rough and tough month considering I haven’t written for only one of the days. Pushing out a novel at this speed is challenging stuff, but a rewarding experience. I don’t think I’ll be hitting the 60k word target by the 30th like I had hoped, but I was still miraculously-more productive than my usual “whenever I finish it” work ethic. I’m expecting around 46,000/60,000 by the time May 1st comes around, and I shouldn’t need more than a week to finish it at that point.

This is working out. I’m really, really pleased.

Anyway, you can check out Valiance on the radish fiction app’s sci-fi section. Just check your appstore on iOS or Android and search “radish fiction”. A new chapter will unlock every week for free, or you can shell over a little moolah to read ahead, it’s up to you. Also look forward to the full release, a sale of Noc 5 to celebrate, and much more.

In other news, Nocturna League #4: The Record of Ambition, will be free from April 30th to May 4th, so pick it up and consider leaving a review, because I need ’em and I’d love you for it.

Look forward to the Valiance cover reveal soon, along with Walking the Scar, a probable revival of Xtreme Force, and more!

All the best to you,

Kell

The Fastest I’ve Ever been, and the Early April Progress Report – Knowledge Dicerned from The Ether Edition

Hello, my friends,

Seeing as I haven’t been in touch since The Black Eye’s release I feel it only fair to crawl out of my cave and keep you all up to date with what’s been going on.

The Black Eye sold roughly 20 copies since release, putting it at #287,292 on the kindle store as of this writing. Definitely my best launch yet, but I still only made like $15, *crying and laughing noises*. I suppose that’s to be expected of such an experimental series in a hyper-niche genre (eldritch-inspired fantasy science fiction thriller?) with a handsome but genre-vague cover, all part of the writing/publishing life I suppose.

For those curious readers and writers reading, here are the main takeaways from Nocturna League Episodes 1-5:

-Making the first three episodes free was a good decision and increased my readership for the series a hundred fold. It decreased the risk of getting smashed with a bad review as the reader can simply move on to the next episode to further decide if they like it or not.  Thankfully none of the NL books have a 2 or 1 star as of this writing, only 3 and above with most as a 50-50 between 4 and 5 stars, so I think that making so many of the episodes free was a good choice, and definitely sold copies moving on in the future. So free=good when developing a sales funnel, though it may not work for everything.

-Pay your dues and get your readership before you branch out into exciting new genres and trope-defying stuff. I’m finally starting to realize that most readers tend to buy things they are familiar with when it’s an author they’re not well acquainted with. So clear, trope-obeying genre-fiction with a clear cover and a descriptive blurb is the way to go when attracting new readers. I’m going to give this a shot for my next project. Once I get more readers and a huge mailing list, perhaps then will be the right time to return to Nocturna League, which I’m placing on hiatus until either I run out of other projects in the docket (there are many) or I receive significant reader feedback (reviews and emails).

-Covers are way, way important. I kept phoning it out and slacking on my cover selection for book after book, not realizing the massive power of the cover. For a long time I thought just a good looking cover that vaguely suggested the genre was fine, but I realize now that this wasn’t practical. My most successful short story (release, even) was Solution, which averaged 30 free copies a day for months. I only realize now that it’s the only cover in my library with a decidedly-clear genre. I don’t think it’s coincidence that my most genre-specific cover was also my best-selling release. I think I’m getting the hang of all this madness, finally tearing apart the riddles and seeing the light.

-Freebooksy’s a pretty great advertising service for the price. I would indeed recommend them. I should have tracked my sales through links better, but I’m pretty sure they were responsible for roughly 80% of my sales. ❤

-Every time you release a new project, analyze, analyze analyze!


That said, this new project has me all in squiggles as I write it.

This new one’s a military/adventure sci-fi that I keep jumping around with prospective titles for. I’m thinking of something like Outlaw, or Wanted, but those are pretty generic sci-fi book names, and it’d suck to have my search results colluded with competition… I’ll think of something.

Anyway, this new project (We’ll just call it Project 0) is slated at a 60,000 word goal, which is around the genre average. I’ve been on this project for nearly two weeks now, and have pushed out 23,000 words! With my mysterious job taking up most of my time, I’d consider that a very good speed. I’ve been getting into the habit of waking up early and smashing out those words before hauling off to the soul-gem mines at day and the divine scribery in the evenings, it’s quite productive and you can definitely color me encouraged.


So let’s do to projects reports like we used to:

Project 0: 23,000/60,000 – expecting it to be done by April 30th

Xtreme Force 1 Edit (probably my next project) roughly 1/2 done considering I have the sequel almost done as well.

Walking the Scar: Going to be a bit slower because of how much effort I’m putting into the bigger projects, but this one is still going. Don’t lose hope!

Nocturna League #6: The Emerald Current (that was the name, wasn’t it?) –hiatus-


Last thing: podcasts!

How do you folks like podcasts or youtube video readings? Email me at kellr.inkston@gmail.com or comment below to let me know. There’s a part of me that wants to give it a shot.

As always, thank you for your support and I hope you have a wonderful day,

All the best,

Kell