Flashing Swords, Jingling Bells 2018

Know, oh Prince, that between the time of the year when the gleaming Holidays begin, and the rise of the New Year, there is a season undreamed of, when shining lights and wrapped presents lay spread under the tree like the blue mantle beneath the stars. Hither comes Sword and Sorcery, stories of barbarians, thieves, reavers, slayers, all with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled wrapping paper under their sandalled feet                                                                                           

                                                                                                                   – The Nemedian Chronicles

As light grows short and the winds sharper, I start to get an itch for fantasy novels. I reckon this seasonal genre pavolvianism comes from the long drives to the grandparent’s house, whiling away the dull rolling hours by reading The Lord of The Rings. This, doubtless, is where I picked up the habit of reading Tolkien over the holidays, something I began to do in earnest during High School and then continued as a tradition in undergrad and grad school. But, over the past few years, I’ve drifted a little, leaving Epic Fantasy in favor of its scruffier, less reputable, and more punk rock stepbrother, Sword and Sorcery.

I guess, for some reason, tales of decadent civilizations crumbling under the weight of their own corrupt and senescent rulers just really speaks to me, especially over the past few years.

Recently, listening to the Christmas Music playing in the grocery store, I realized that I had immediately begun to think about Jirel of Joiry, Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser, Imaro, and Conan. It’s a weird thing, to associate the holidays with bloody swords, high adventure, and the oddball and generally really racist genre born in the pages of Weird Tales. But, here at the end of all things, I think it’s time to really embrace our own personal madnesses, and so I’ve decided to free write a bunch of sword and sorcery tales and share them here.

Much like my Halloween stories from a few months ago, I’ll be writing these on the fly in the free hours of my days, and with extremely minimal (honestly, probably no) editing. Just my take on the good ol’ ridiculously fun sword and sorcery story, violence, magic, monsters, the whole nine yards. I’m shooting to complete twelve of these by the 25th, so keep your eye peeled and your sword sharp.


12/10 – The Horror on The Island

12/4 – Loft Break