It Was A DayIt was a day a little bit like todayIt Was A Day by `ursulav
the way the clouds threw shadows over the hill
the day you realized that you weren’t going to find your future.
You were never going to go to Mars
You were never going to open the door that led, inexorably, to Narnia
(or even Telmar, you weren’t picky, and you were confident of your ability
to lead the revolution.)
Inigo Montoya was not going to slap you on the back
and invite you to take up the mantle of the Dread Pirate Roberts.
There would be no sardonic Vulcans or Andorians;
you would never be handed an elegant weapon for a more civilized age.
That was a strange day.
It ranked up there with the day that you realized that everybody else saw the you in the mirror, not the you inside your head. Not the you that was lean and tough and clever, not the you with perfect hair and a resonant voice that never said “Um….?”
Not that you.
No, they got the one that was fat and wobbly and stiff inside with
Hi, internet! I have a new novella out! It is live! You should read it! It's called "Nine Goblins" and it's under the pen-name "T. Kingfisher."
It will propagate out to other sites when Smashwords gets around to it, so Nook, Kobo, and (god willing) iBooks versions will be coming soon. (Watch this space! Or Twitter!) If you're impatient, however, you can get an ePub version on Smashwords that will work just fine on an iPad. (Easiest way is to either buy it and e-mail it to yourself, or buy it using the iPad.)
Now, as to what the story is about…well, it's about goblins. And Sings-to-Trees the elf. (Remember him? This takes place before the Elf/Orc thing, though, although it includes most of the text of the short little bit "An Evening With Sings-To-Trees.")
This is a small epic fantasy, if that makes any sense. It is fun. And because I am starting to think such things need warnings, this story will not force you into painful personal growth, it will not tear your heart out, it will not unmake you. These characters are hopefully people you'll want to spend a few hours with and maybe come back to occasionally when the world is being unkind…that's all.
There is nothing wrong with those other things and the world is better for them existing, but sometimes I just want a fun little book with goblins and kittens and elven veterinarians, so that's what I wrote.
Thank you to everyone who bought a copy–you rock!
And–oh, yeah, I'm supposed to do this marketing thing (sorry, I'm bad at it.) If you have a review site and would like a review copy for the reviewing, shoot me an e-mail at ursulav (at) gmail.com with a link to the site and I will happily send you a free copy!
Is that everything? Am I doing this right?