Wyrd Warfare - Band of Monsters
IT’S ALIVE
It’s live, it’s large, and it’s in charge.
And I am in it.
I consider it a particular honor, because I have no special insight into the military, having never served, and never considered it (except briefly as I exited college.) My only knowledge of the military stems from a steady diet of the omnipresent WWII movies and TV shows in my youth.
But here I “stand” amongst actual veterans of the actual military, having created my own system of rank and organization and distant future combat in an alien scenario, and the snickering isn’t even that loud!
I’ve been known for introducing elements of romance—I guess you could call it that—in my writing, and they are not altogether absent here … but for the most part it is the story of a very bad, and very long day, for a unit of militia during the Caballardo, six hundred years before Dardana Fenek, two hundred years after Safiya, and about the same time as the goings on in Giant Squeeing Robots!
But you don’t have to read it for me. There’s a lot here even better, and it’s Raconteur Press, which is the seal of approval of pulp fiction the world over.