Archive for February, 2016

Desirée Lee’s “Money Laundering”

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As all of you know, I’m very happily married to bestselling, critically-acclaimed, award-winning paranormal author Desirée Lee. Haven’t checked out her work yet? You’re depriving yourself of a great experience, and a fantastic read! Might I suggest “Money Laundering” on your Kindle?

For dry cleaning clerk Iina Whitmer, life in Lunaville is rife with odd coincidences. It only gets stranger when a handsome attorney, missing socks, and $50,000 are involved!

Scott Harper

www.scottharper.net

“Warder: Changing Guard” Preview

Though edits haven’t yet been done on “Warder: Changing Guard”, I thought you all might like a brief preview of that project. So, here are the first few paragraphs of that fantasy novella:

She shook her head, trying to banish the fleeting sensation of energy rippling around the squat cottage before her. Kayley Enid shrugged her travel pack higher onto her thin shoulders, and gripped her gnarled walking staff tighter in her other hand. Inhaling deeply, she placed the tough soles of her comfortable traveling boots on the beginning of the winding cobblestoned path that led to the small abode. Weeds poked up from between the stones here and there, thickest where the manmade path branched off from the dirt track, which ran through the dense forest, and by the clearing in which the little house sat.

She drew the hood of her lightweight, white traveling cloak further over her eyes to block the glare of the sunlight as she looked at the house. Though it appeared a bit rundown—its thatch roof in need of some minor repairs, and the unpainted wooden shingles that covered its outer walls beginning to split and peel in places—the cottage managed to radiate power, and mystique. A river stone chimney poked up from the roof, devoid of smoke on the warm, late summer day. No sounds emanated from the dwelling. Nor did any fragrances of cooking food drift from it. The stillness, and silence lent the place the illusion of being empty. Yet, for some reason, Kayley knew beyond doubt that the man she had walked so far to see waited inside.

She followed the cobblestones to the point where they met the three solid-looking wooden stairs that led up to a wide front porch. After a brief hesitation, she ascended the steps. The change in sound as her boots left the stone, and trod upon wood, momentarily startled her in the oppressive silence. Taking another deep, steadying breath, she hung her head, thinking.

Should she really do this? If she turned back, she would have made the long journey for absolutely nothing. That would be worse than if he simply turned her away, spurning her offer.

Kayley tightened her grip on her walking staff. The corners of her mouth tugged down in a frown, angry with herself for having come so far, only to engage in second thoughts.
If he sent her away, at least she would have tried. She would do her utmost to convince him should he not accept quickly. Still, the thought of meeting the man caused her to move slowly. She felt as if her arm had turned to wood as she lifted her free hand to knock on the heavy door.

Rapping lightly on the wooden panel, Kayley held her breath. Would he answer? Would he be angry with her for intruding? Would he even speak with her, and allow her to present her offer to him?

Gentle footsteps sounded from the other side of the barrier. Kayley forced out her breath, trying to relax. She pushed her hood back, giving her head a quick shake in an attempt to settle her long, raven-black hair into a more natural arrangement. She glanced down, glad that she had taken care on the trail that day. Her soft, tan leather pants, and knee-high black boots were almost completely devoid of mud, and burrs.

She heard a series of clicks, and rattles as a number of latches and locks were unfastened on the other side of the door. After a moment of silence, the barrier swung open without a sound on well-oiled hinges. A tall, lean, pale-skinned, elderly man stood revealed. He wore dark pants, with matching boots, and a white tunic. Each piece fit him perfectly, and had been expertly stitched, and crafted. He gazed down at her from beneath wild eyebrows. When he spoke, his long white beard wagged.

Scott Harper

www.scottharper.net

“MoonWraith” Issue #9

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MoonWraith“, the hit werewolf horror webcomic by Desirée Lee and myself, kicks off Issue #9 today. The cover, and first page of the new issue are up for your enjoyment.

As always, we want to thank everyone for the continued support of this project!

Scott Harper

www.scottharper.net

Sick. Again.

I apologize for the lack of a post on this blog/website yesterday. We’re all dealing with various illnesses here again. My own is a bad sinus infection. “Bad” was emphasized by the doctor. And I was also up at 4:50 AM yesterday morning with our 2-year-old – who is also sick. Yesterday was a long day!

Hopefully by Monday we’ll all be feeling better, and I won’t miss a day posting next week!

Scott Harper

www.scottharper.net

Logos or Names?

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I need to find out the legality of using the actual, proper names of Facebook and Twitter is a publication. Looking this up on-line, I find conflicting information. Some sources say it’s okay to just use the names. Others claim that the use of the names is illegal, and that both social networking media companies require the use of a very particular version of their logo for the purposes of “Follow us at…” reasons. Which is correct? Can anyone help out on this point?

Scott Harper

www.scottharper.net

Holmes

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A few months ago I mentioned on this website/blog about the book I had won in a drawing at our local library – the Butte Valley Library. That book, for those who don’t recall, or who missed that post, was The Complete Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. This edition is a collected volume of every Sherlock Holmes story written by the man who created the character.

I’ve finally gotten around to starting the book. I’m only 375 pages, roughly, into at this point – not even halfway through. A few of the stories I’ve read before. Many of them are new to me. I first began reading Sherlock Holmes stories when I was a child in elementary school – no pun intended! I think I read my first Holmes case in 3rd or 4th grade. I always was an advanced reader.

Now, as an adult, reading these stories, I find that I’m not as overcome with awe at the fictional detective’s remarkable deductive skills as I had been as a child. But, still, I’m very much enjoying the book. And I had completely forgotten how humorous parts of the Holmes stories are, too! Both Sherlock Holmes, and Dr. John Watson – from whose point of view we are told these stories – both had senses of dry humor that I quite appreciate. And, I’m also not ashamed to say that short story titled The Adventure of the Speckled Band creeps me out just as much as an adult as it did when I read it as a child! Even remembering it, and how Holmes solved that mystery, knowing what was coming, I was still unnerved by it. I have no idea as to why; I’m not afraid of snakes. Yet something about that story gives me chills each time I read it!

Who else out there is a Sherlock Holmes fan?

Scott Harper

www.scottharper.net

Not Yet

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Turns out that last night’s episode of “Finding Bigfoot” wasn’t the one that Desirée Lee and I ought to be in. The next time we’re aware of an episode possibly being the one, I’ll make it known here.

Scott Harper

www.scottharper.net

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