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Monster Hunter Fever – Out Tomorrow

Monster Hunter Memoirs: Fever is out tomorrow. I had a lot of fun with this one and I hope you guys enjoy it.

Monster Hunter Memoirs: Fever

Audio version

The memoirs novels are spin offs with other main characters, set in different eras, and I do them as collaborations. The last memoirs were the Chad novels with John Ringo, set in Seattle and New Orleans in the 1980s. This time I’ve teamed up with Jason Cordova, and it is California in the 1970s. The main character is Chloe Mendoza, who you’ve not met before, but stuff she did has effected the main series (and it’ll be fun when you guys catch those parts) 🙂

Somebody asked how much of this was me and how much was Jason, because people always suspect on collaborations that the senior author phones it in. Oh hell no. I’m way too nitpicky and meddlesome for that. I’ve talked about this a lot on WriterDojo before with Steve (another co-author) but my goal by the end of a collab is for neither of us to really be sure who actually wrote what bits. Ideally collabs are books that turn out unique from what either author would create on their own, but still be as enjoyable or better than what either author would come up with on their own.

Jason Cordova is a really talented author, and if you guys check this out and enjoy it I’d encourage you to go check out the rest of his books. The other big benefit of a collaboration between a more and less well known author is that the fans of the first guy go check out the works of the second guy so he picks up new readers.

And we finally got the audiobook preorder up! It’ll be available for download tomorrow. For the FAQs, Ollie is still the regular series narrator, but not the narrator on this one because Fever has a female PoV character. We went with a new narrator named Annika Chavez. Jason and I listened to a bunch of auditions, which were all good, but as soon as we listened to Annika we both went “Yeah, that’s Chloe.

Bestseller Life, from Michaelbrent Collings

Michaelbrent Collings is a friend and author that I’ve mentioned a lot, and we’ve talked about him on WriterDojo a few times. He’s a horror author, has done screenplays, and most importantly for the topic at hand, makes his living as an indy author, and has done so for a lot of years.

He’s put together an online course for aspiring authors and people trying to make it in the business. Check it out and see if you’re interested. He even put together The Special Larry Portal for my fans, which he made as ridiculous as you can imagine considering my and your reputation. 😀

Normally I don’t plug things like this but I’ve known Michaelbrent for a lot of years, and we’ve done a ton of events and panels together, where he is always the other guy with good practical business advice, without all the flowery fluff and artistic mumbo jumbo designed to make writers sound cooler than we actually are. The dude treats it like a real job, which I respect.

I watched a bunch of these segments, and all the advice he was giving was solid and spot on. So take a look and I hope this might be of use to some of you.

Monster Hunter Memoirs: Fever – eARC is out now!

Fever is the new MHI novel by me and Jason Cordova, set in 1970s California. An eARC is the Electronic Advanced Reader Copy, which is the not final version that goes out early to reviewers. Baen recognizes that some fans don’t like to wait for the official release (October in this case) so they make those advance copies available for sale.

Sometimes there’s editorial differences between the eARCs and the final, but honestly my manuscripts are really clean, so copy editing goes fast, and there’s rarely any differences between the two for my stuff. Take that for what it’s worth.

I’m really happy with this one. It was fun working with Jason, and our main character is way different than the MC of the previous memoirs. That’s the awesome thing about the Monster Hunter universe. It’s wide enough there’s a whole lot of different stories that can be told. I hope you like it.

Gritty Cop Show: LibertyCon 35 Charity Game Recap (the statistically impossible edition)

The six seats that were auctioned off for my Gritty Cop Show RPG game at LibertyCon raised $4,900 for Ronald McDonald House. You break the all time charity fundraising record, you get a quality dramatic recap!

For those of you unfamiliar, Gritty Cop Show is an RPG of my design, and everything you need to know about the setting is in the title. The rules are designed to run fast and simple, with everything being tropey and dramatic. Every advantage/disadvantage is named after something from a cop show, and there’s an escalating stress mechanic to add complications and eventually Dramatic Blow Ups. (and yes, we are going to kickstart this but it keeps taking back burner because I have to keep writing novels!)

For con games I always pick a movie or tv show to steal the plot from. This time I used a version of the British cop drama Paranoid. I’ve used that one once before for a beta testing game, but that was with my regular group, and was a 6 hour session instead of 4. So here we go:

Gritty Cop Show: LibertyCon 35 Episode

Representing the NYPD’s Serious Crimes Unit we had-

Jay, playing Lt. Christopher Rawls, who is Too Old For This Shit. We’re talking suspenders and a shoulder holster with a 38 Smith in it, old school, one year from retirement.

Tim, playing his partner Detective Milton Cyrus, who had just got done working a deep undercover assignment. He’s the grey man, master of disguise, they never see coming.

Rawls and Cyrus partnership has the Blood Brothers advantage. These guys are best buds, ride or die.

Joel, playing Sgt. Reginald “Reggie” Quincy, who is the squad’s research guy and crime scene savant. If there’s brains stuck to something, he’s gonna know how they got there!

Ian, is playing his partner, Alexi Bosoyev, who is on special exchange from a PD in Siberia (think the movie Red Heat). They do things a little different where he’s from (usually involving truncheons and knee caps)

Quincy and Bosoyev are the Odd Couple, where one of them is a hard core Action Guy and the other is The Nerd.

Norman, playing Detective Kendall Jones, who came from the city’s upper crust, and dropped out of law school to become a cop. Before he was in Homicide he was on the Bomb Squad.

And Carey, playing Detective “Sweat Pea” Smith who knows the law like back of his hand, but criminals just don’t take him seriously, (like literally, the disadvantage he took is called Punk Ass Bitch! and automatically results in crooks challenging him like, “You ain’t gonna shoot me!”

Together, Jones and Smith are The Closers. These are the dudes who make solid cases and put bad guys behind bars.

The game opens Saturday morning when our squad gets called to a homicide at a playground. A mother named Angela was pushing her 4 year old on the swing when she got attacked by a man in a blue hoodie, who stabbed her to death.

Our guys go to work examining the crime scene, questioning witnesses, gathering evidence, checking the victim’s cell phone, and checking for local security camera videos (the beautiful thing about GCS games is that everybody has watched a million cop shows, and this game is based on all that stuff, and isn’t meant to be realistic, but it’s fun to watch players get all super meticulous!) 😀

The murder weapon (a butcher knife) is found in the bushes. One especially moronic witness (I love playing NPCs) got it on cell phone, but you can’t see the bad guy’s face. The cops who are good at hand to hand fighting stuff all get that this killer was motivated and knew exactly what he was doing. There’s witness and videos who saw the attacker approach from the north, and then leave toward the north.

The victim is identified as a doctor who works at a nearby hospital. She is living with her father since breaking up with her boyfriend, and the father arrives at the scene to be questioned. (and these guys were way better at managing grieving witnesses than my heartless kids, that’s for sure!)

During this the players experienced their first Complication, when Lt. Rawls tried to stop a bossy reporter from hounding the victim’s dad, and ended up body checking her to the ground on camera. Whoops! The Captain (who we had all decided was a total douche, played by me doing a very poor impersonation of Danny DeVito, was going to love that)

Then the squad gets a call. There’s been a jumper off a 6th floor fire escape 4 blocks north. And the suicide was a white male in his 30s in a blue hoody (which matches the description and video of the attacker). It could be the guy.

Unlike D&D where you NEVER SPLIT THE PARTY, Gritty Cop Show you split the party like crazy, because cases are on the clock, and the partners are constantly going off in different directions to check on things and we flip back and forth between them for scenes.

So one squad goes to the victim’s home, the other goes to the victim’s workplace, and the third goes to the scene of the suicide to see if they’re related.

And the suicide does appear related. Not only does the dead guy make a pretty good match for the attacker, he’s got a knife block missing a butcher knife, and the set matches the murder weapon perfectly. He also has pills in his medicine cabinet for treating psychosis, and when they ID him, he does have a record for erratic behavior and violent outbursts. So it looks like some guy had a psychotic break and attacked a random mom. That looks pretty open and shut! (which makes the Lt. happy, because he just wants to retire).

Only our guys are thorough, and they note that his shoes have no playground material in the treads. And though he’s got a history, its been six years since his last run in with the law. They also get the name of his psychiatrist and decide to follow up with him too.

Meanwhile, at the doctor’s home office, they find that even though she’s got a computer, she’s gotten an old 90s typewriter out of storage, and has been typing on it, though they can’t find any type written pages there at all. Sweat Pea takes the typewriter because he knows messages might be reconstructed from the ribbon.

In a strange coincidence, it appears that sometime on Friday night, somebody broke into the doctor’s office at the hospital. Security camera shows someone jimmying the door, but he was wearing a hat and managed to never once look at a security camera. Cyrus, being a UC and infiltration kind of guy, realizes that the dude in this video is really good at B&E.

As much as Rawls really wants to close this case fast, there’s just too much out of place. So when they find out the doctor has only been at the hospital for the last year, he gets her resume from a coworker (poor Dr. Bob, who put his fingerprints all over the broken door knob and had a freak out!). They find out that the victim used to work for a pharmaceutical mega-corporation called Rustin-Wade, in their R&D department.

So once again, the partners go off in different directions to track down leads.

Bosoyev and Quincy go to talk to the psychiatrist, who is an unctuous toad of a man named Crowley. Rawls and Cyrus go to Rustin-Wade’s Manhattan HQ. And Jones and Smith go to talk to Ruben, the victim’s ex-boyfriend, at his apartment (who it turns out, is still a research scientist at Rustin-Wade)

At Rustin-Wade (they even have a giant glass statue of Jesus filled with pills in the lobby) they are met by a slick talking corporate security dude named Mr. Groves, who is super helpful, while not being helpful at all. Some digging shows he’s a former New York FBI ASAC who left under questionable circumstances involving bribery and corruption. He basically stonewalls them (and in GCS, when you are trying to interrogate or manipulate information out of people, it’s a contested roll, and this dude is super slick).

However, Crowley the psychiatrist is not. He’s a sleaze ball. He says that its tragic but not surprising, and sure sounds like a psychotic break to him, so tragic, so on and so forth. Only Quincy can tell that he’s lying. So Bosoyev goes full super intimidation on him, and I lost that contested roll by A LOT. So the shrink breaks and admits that he got paid a visit by a terrifying German man who threatened to kill him if he didn’t provide a patient who met the right parameters (size, age, appropriate symptoms, and location). It also comes out that Crowley has done consulting for Rustin-Wade’s drug trials.

Then at Ruben the boyfriend’s super nice apartment (this is when we found out that Detective Jones came from old money) Jones and Smith bully their way in (exigent circumstances, man!) only to find that Ruben died sometime Friday night, and is floating face down in his indoor pool. Poor Sweat Pea has to fish out the bloated floater, and takes a whole lot of stress when the gas comes out. But it looks like Ruben decided to take a whole bunch of drugs, wash it down with a bottle of vodka, and then go skinny dipping the night before his ex-girlfriend got stabbed to death. Surely that’s a coincidence.

So the squad is feeling like there’s some kind of cover up going on involving the victim’s prior employer, and loose ends are being taken care of. There were a lot of other clues dropped, but I can’t remember all of them for this recap. Don’t blame me, it was a busy weekend! 😀

While doing research, into all these things, and not finding any smoking gun, they get a call that the victim’s father has been assaulted in a burglary attempt at his home. They rush over to discover that he had returned home to find a man in his daughter’s office, tearing the place apart looking for something, but then he’d struck the father in the head and fled the scene.

Our guys tear the place up, and as near as they can guess, the burglar was looking for those missing type written pages. The Doctor was writing something that she didn’t feel safe putting on a computer. With that in mind, they find on her credit card statements that she’s been paying for a PO Box in Long Island. Thinking that she might have been mailing letters to herself for safe keeping, the squad calls for some local cops to watch that post office, then heads that direction to check for themselves.

Only on the way, they get the call shots fired, officer down, at that post office address! Each partnership has a car, and one of them is driving. They go to lights and sirens, hauling ass to the PO Box. The first on the scene discovers that the black and white they’d sent to watch the place has been shot up, and a black Audi is speeding away.

Now this next part is where we get to the statistical impossibility part, because in this one car chase scene was the most sequential bad dice rolls I’ve ever seen in my life. In GCS, as you fail, you start to collect stress. Each time you do anything you need to make sure you don’t screw up because of that stress. So every roll, you also roll a D20. As long as you don’t roll below your stress (which for most of these guys was only a 1) you’re fine. If you do roll below that, you have a Complication.

Out of six D20 rolls, FIVE OF THEM WERE 1s.

So the car chase didn’t go according to plan! My professional hitman, clean up guy (His name was Helmut Bookwalter) starts setting the type written evidence on fire and tossing it out the window of the moving car.

During our hot pursuit through Long Island, Bosoyev and Quincy’s unmarked car clipped a minivan filled with nuns. Rawls and Cyrus ended up going through the front glass of a doughnut shop. Sweat Pea tried to shoot out the fleeing perp’s tires with his shotgun, but they hit a bump and he dropped his shotgun out the window.

Only one of 1s was me, and my professional hitman (who had an excellent driving skill by the way). So the perp got t-boned in an intersection. He’s injured but comes out shooting at Sweat Pea and nearly hits Jones in the face through the windshield.

Only after wrecking his car into the nuns, Bosoyev took the black and white cop car, and rammed the hitman with it, breaking one of his legs and rag dolling him down the street.

It was a very dramatic scene, but at the end they’d wrecked 4 cars and some buildings, traumatized the nuns, and recovered a bunch of the half burned evidence. They did first aid, and the hitman would live (only because I gave that dude a lot of health, but I’d not been expecting them to run him over!) but the local cop he’d shot wouldn’t.

So they gather up all their stuff and wounded hitman and take him to the nearby hospital, only before they’ll let the doctors work on him, they “interrogate” him in a proper Gritty Cop Show manner, by threatening to undo the tourniquet that’s holding all the blood in (dude had a bone sticking out his leg and they had to go and start poking at it).

So Helmut spills his guts. He was hired by Mr. Groves at Rustin-Wade to silence a bunch of employees who were thinking about going whistle blower and make the evidence go away. He didn’t know what the cover up was about. His just was just to clean up the problems and make them go away. He agrees to testify against Rustin-Wade if they can get him into Witness Protection (This is a huge evidence point, and I’ll explain how the Jury Roll works at the end).

Meanwhile, some of the other detectives are pouring over the half burned evidence, which is a bunch of chemical formulas, and a big list of patients for a drug trial which there’s zero official record ever existed. Some really good rolls from them and they piece together that Rustin-Wade came up with an anti-depressant, but during the clinical trials five years ago, an absurd percentage of the people taking the drug killed themselves, or were in a murder-suicide, or performed a mass shooting, or drove their car into traffic, so on and so forth. Like 200 out of 700 people had some kind of reaction like that, so Rustin-Wade covered it all up and destroyed all the evidence. The Doctor knew about it and was trying to pressure her ex-boyfriend into going public.

Only Jones rolled a complication during all this research, so we got to have some proper Gritty Cop Show style traumatic drama when he realized one of the cases on the notes had been his, where a school bus driver had driven off a bridge for no discernable reason. 11 kids had died. Only Jones couldn’t find anything suspicious because of the cover up, so he’d not know about the drug trial, and he’d written it up as an accident. So his dramatic blow up was being wracked by guilt. Justice unserved!

However, Mr. Groves from Rustin-Wade is desperate. His professional clean up guy is in the hospital, probably getting flipped to testify against him, so desperate, he takes $25,000 in cash to the local MS-13 hitters, and says if you go kill this witness in this hospital right now, I’ll give you the other $25,000 after.

So while Rawls is downstairs making phone calls to the horrible Captain Nails, six members of the local youth organization walk in, looking all suspicious, and asking the receptionist where the German guy who got run over is at. They’re clearly really bad dudes.


At this point, we get into the next super statistical anomaly bit. Because in Gritty Cop Show, when you roll a skill, its a D6 plus whatever your skill rating at that thing is. Guns, because super deadly, get an extra D6. So if you go to shoot somebody, it’s 2D6 plus your shooting skill.

In the following round of gunfight, I believe there was five snake eyes out of six. These guys make the actual NYPD look like masterclass shooter. 😀

The bad guys split up. Two take the stairs. Two take the elevator. Two remain in the downstairs lobby. So Rawls pulls his .38 on those two and yells hands up, they’re under arrest! Of course the bad dudes pull their pieces and start blasting, and Rawls empties his gun back at them. And misses everything! He gets shot repeatedly and flung down the hall.

In proper cop show trope fashion, in GCS, when you get shot you roll a dice. Even means it hit your bullet proof vest. Odd means it gets through. Rawls rolls even, so he’s alive, but his gun is empty and he’s crawling around the hospital while everything is exploding around him. And he’s almost to retirement!

Jones was also downstairs, around the corner, getting his face stitched up from where he got nicked by the hitman’s bullet through the car window. (and the nurse was an 8, because in GCS whenever you are dealing with somebody of potential dramatic flirtability, you roll a D10 to Check For Hotness) he hears the shouting and shooting and runs out with his 1911 right into a hail of bullets. He shoots back and misses like crazy.

The two coming up the elevator aren’t as lucky as their buddies downstairs, and Bosoyev and Quincy are waiting for them. Bosoyev is action guy, but it turns out that nerdy Quincy is the only guy who can roll good! 😀 And he blasts his gangster. The other one gets nailed the next round and flung back into the elevator to do the dramatic slide down the wall while leaving a blood trail!

The two who rush out the stairs, Cyrus is using his stealth abilities, and waits until they both pass, before ambushing the last guy, and choking him out with his mad jujutsu skills.

The two bad guys downstairs are feeling cocky, trying to chase down Jones and Rawls, except Rawls reloads with his one speed loader, and does the dramatic fall out the door and shoots one up through the brain. Jones empties his 1911 at the other, but misses again. Jones is about to get killed, but then Rawls nails the badguy in the earhole from across the room.

Sweat Pea is exchanging gunfire with the last gangster (he’s got a Desert Eagle, because Gritty Cop Show is why) only not only does he miss, his gun is jammed, and very dramatically the bad guy lifts his piece to blow Sweat Pea’s brains out, but then Quincy, Bosoyev, and Cyrus all light him up so he can do the dramatic slow motion jerk and twitch!

When the smoke clears, all the bad guys are down (one lives, and they flip Paco too) the hospital is trashed, but all the good guys are alive, and they’ve still got their witness and evidence.

At the finale of a GCS episode, it isn’t just about killing some of the bad guys, its adding up all the evidence to see if they can bust the big fish. (in this case that’s Mr. Groves and Rustin-Wade Pharmaceuticals) That’s what the Jury Roll is for. The players go over everything they think is good evidence for court, and I give them a point for each one.

Flipping the hitman, the psychiatrist, and the gangster to testify all count. The doctor’s notes count, as does the type writer ribbon that show where they came from. They also have the money Groves gave the replacement killers.

So then you roll a D12, which represents the Jury, and you add the evidence points to that. Above 12, you convict. Below 12, they get off (for campaigns, you can give the bad guy the advantage of really good lawyers who subtract points!). And Jones and Smith are Closers, who are good at building cases, so they get bonus evidence points.

It is a lot of tension right at the end to see if the bad guys get away with it or not though! Only Sweat Pea rolls good, the jury is convinced, and Rustin-Wade is found guilty.

That was a crazy fun game. Weirdly enough, despite the horrible odds of those bad dice rolls (the math nerds are debating over on Facebook right now, but its somewhere between one in a billion and one in a trillion, so whatever, it’s a lot, and I’m just glad I’ve got like 30 witnesses to the game or nobody would believe me) I didn’t actually kill any players. Kendall Jones left the force because of his guilt over the bus crash, but at least he got to put things right and get justice, but I didn’t kill any of them. Normal con game one offs for me I usually kill about 2 out of the 6. TPKs are extremely rare for me, but I’ve also had some 4s, and a couple lone survivors over the years. However it turns out that I’ve played with Sweat Pea Smith three times at cons and in none of those have any players died, so he’s just good luck I suppose.

LibertyCon 35 was a blast

Bridget and I just got back from LibertyCon last night. This was probably by sixth or seventh LC I think, and I was honored to be the Literary Guest of Honor. We had a great time.

First off, the biggest thing I want to draw attention to just because it is so remarkable the six seats at my charity game of Gritty Cop Show were auctioned off for a whopping $4,900 to go to Ronald McDonald House. That was incredibly generous, and I am humbled that my fans are that awesome. This year’s charity auction raised $17,000, which shattered LibertyCon’s previous record.

The game went really well, and by request, I’ll post a recap of it in the next blog post.

As usual the LibertyCon volunteers were great, and worked their asses off to make sure everything ran smooth. They are a great crew, and Brandy is amazing.

I was on a bunch of things, brunches, kaffeeklatsches, GoH interviews, some panels, autograph sessions, etc. It’s basically three days of non-stop talking for me. We did the WriterDojo 100th episode live with a big audience. I did an interview about my career in front of a big audience. I did a reading from Fever, where I dragged my coauthor Jason Cordova up on stage with me. The book signing was nuts for an hour straight, and by the end I was just having to plow through books as fast as I could because other writers needed the room.

This was probably also the most tired I have ever been at the end of a con, because I had just hit the wall. GoH means you’re busy, but then my dumb ass decided what the heck, Steve and Jack are going to be there too, and we’ve got access to hundreds of awesome writers we’d love to interview, so let’s grab whichever awesome author friend of ours we can find in this spare hour, and we recorded NINE episodes of WriterDojo too. (these were either at the crack of dawn, or super late at night) Which was fun, and you guys are going to love them because we got some fantastic guests, but also kinda stupid on my part!

Any attempt for me to list off all the cool people I talked to at this would be doomed to fail, because I’d inevitably leave out somebody. There’s just that many interesting folks.

The trip home went goofy with Bridget and I getting stuck on a broken down train at the airport so long we missed our flight (which apparently isn’t ATL’s or Delta’s fault, it is us passengers’ fault for using their train, they helpfully explained after we spent another two hours in a different line) But since I was hopping pretty much non-stop during the con (my usual meal break during this consists of inhaling whatever food Bridget hands me while moving between events) so oddly enough, getting shafted by ATL and Delta worked out, and we found a nice hotel with a good Cajun restaurant only a mile’s walk away, so the extra night in Atlanta was like a vacation.