DMZ is out today!

So of course I made a soundtrack. DMZ Soundtrack from notmanos on 8tracks Radio.

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Infected: A Day In The Life

Infected: A Day In The Life

I was kind of curious to check in with Dropkick, one of Roan’s few cop buddies, and see how she saw Roan. So here’s a story that does just that. ** Not for the first time, Darinda Murphy was sure that she was married to a crazy person. If the alarm clock was on her side of the bed, she’d have probably have had it tuned to the Mexican pop station, because it was the type of music that annoyed her enough to wake her up, but didn’t annoy her enough to make her homicidal. (That would be the country station.) But it was on Kim’s side of the bed, since Darinda had broken the last two clocks (the second time was an accident, but Kim didn’t believe her), and she kept it tuned to NPR. Their low voices and dry subjects threatened to put Darinda back to...

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I have a Tumblr page now …

And no idea what to do with it. But here it is!

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Great new review!

This time for City of Monsters! (Please buy this one, so I can write more stories in this world. Thank you.)

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News on release dates …

GRNW was great! Hope I saw you there. (Or you saw me.) And I have some release date for you. The new, DSP versions of Infected: Prey and Infected: Bloodlines releases October 14th. October 21st will see the release of Infected: Life After Death and Infected: Freefall, and Infected: Shift will be released October 28th. Infected: Lesser Evils will be in stores November 4th; Infected: Undertow comes out on November 11th. Then, on November 18th, Infected: Epitaph. I will post pre-order links as they come in.

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Some nice reviews …

For Infected: Lost Weekend and Josh of the Damned: The Final Checkout

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Infected: Devil’s Night, Part 2

Infected: Devil’s Night, Part 2

  The story concludes here. But it could always go on, I know … * Another thing that sucked about hunting big cats in the city? The noise level. Roan could hear everything around him, from the music leaking from Panic to the music thudding from car stereos jacked up to weaponized levels, to conversations on the street to revving motors at red lights, to the audio cues from electronic street signs. It was easy to get distracted by this discordant symphony of noise, but it didn’t have the built in, inherent danger of scents. That’s where the real danger was.   His sense of smell was better than his hearing (although his hearing was a bit better than the average human –lucky him) by far. He was a legal bloodhound, after all. But what absolutely...

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