Every time I hear a literary agent tell me “your story is a hard pitch to sell,” or “I like the writing but I’m not sure it’s marketable,” all I an hear is YOUR CHARACTER IS GAY AND HIS TRAGEDY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT?

I have come so close so many times. I am angry and heartbroken and frustrated and so tired of literary agents who claim they want diversity in their novels then balk at it in its simplest form. It’s like they query manuscripts from me to fill some internal quota of Diversity™, but when the time comes to try and sell it, suddenly it’s not marketable.

I hate this industry so much. I wish I were good at anything besides writing so I could find a profession elsewhere. I hate this.

Would you guys buy it if I threw it up on Amazon? I probably wouldn’t charge more than like $2, and at this point I am so fed up I just…

Honestly, for my followers I’d probably just give you the ebook for free, you guys are so sweet and your messages are so lovely when I was feeling shitty and I am sick and tired of sitting on this book.


By my estimation, I have about five days left to live, so I must write this quickly.

Alone in his cell as the world breaks around him, Silas of House Olen scratches out a desperate biography. He has walked with queens, run from a shattering city, watched a great shadow swallow the sun. He has met a god and fallen in love with him — and now he is going to die.

I never pictured myself ever writing an autobiography, though that may be due in large part to the fact that I never really considered I might have a life worthy of one. But here at the end of all things, alone in my prison cell, while the very world crumbles around the city, I understand the urgency of giving this dreadful sundering a narrative and context.

Silas is a Godspeaker, a single mortal chosen among thousands to be the mouth and the hands and the will of a god — in his case, the Night Father, Umbrion. It’s a tremendous position for awkward, anxious, stuttering Silas, but no sooner had he taken up the mantle had his patron god killed the queen and broke the city in twain.

Now he is an unwilling footsoldier in a war between the gods, as great demons rise up from the sea, and as all of Andelan fights to survive.

Click here to read GODSPEAKER


You guys are so wonderful. The support I’ve gotten from you has been overwhelming. At this point, I don’t care if GODSPEAKER is never seen on real shelves.

I’m going to self-publish. But I want to do it right, so it won’t be for a while. I want to get an editor and a professionally designed cover and an ISBN, all of which will take some time, so for now, my beautiful, lovely followers, you can read it for free if you want.

Thank you again. You all are so sweet. If you know others who might want a .pdf of it, please reblog/spread the word!


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