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  • Viking Adventures: Go!

    The first entry in my new web serial, “The Adventures of Einarr Stigandersen,” is now live: 1.1 – A Sudden Squall can be found behind that link. 1.2 will be published on Thursday.

    On a related note, I’m also getting ready to launch a Patreon to help support my writing. Most of the rewards and such I have in mind are tied to the serial, but there could be other cool things in the works, too. I want to give everyone a chance to see my work before I launch that, though, so if you think you might be interested in supporting my crazy dream you should definitely go check out the first chapter. It will probably be next Tuesday at the earliest before that goes live, so that will give people a few chapters to base their decision on.

    I’m just about ready to lock in a publishing imprint for myself, and then I think I’m on track to have Advent of Ruin available on Amazon by March 1. This is the cover I’ve come up with:

    advent_ruins_1-15

    When a messenger seeking safety, a girl seeking the future, and a soldier seeking something to protect are swept up in the end of an era, what new world will they bring forth?

    EDIT 2/17/2016: I’ve rearranged the site somewhat and updated the Episode 1 link above accordingly.

  • Homemade Chicken “Rice-a-Roni”

    Why, you may be asking yourself, would anyone bother making this from scratch when a box is just a buck? It’s a rice pilaf convenience food.

    My first answer is to point you at the list of ingredients for their flavor packet. This also allows you the option to either brown the broken vermicelli before you add the rice or omit it entirely for gluten-free.

    DH has a couple favorite meals from childhood that require chicken Rice-a-Roni, so this is what I came up with so that I can make them without the ingredients list making me blanch.

    Homemade Chicken “Rice-a-Roni”

    Serves: 2

    • 2/3 c long-grain white rice
    • ~1/4-1/3 c vermicelli noodles, broken into small pieces (usually ~1 inch)
    • 4/3 c chicken broth: I use Pacific brand bone broth
    • Onion powder, to taste
    • Salt & pepper, to taste
    • Parsley flakes, to taste
    • 2 T butter or ghee, for sautéeing

    Melt your butter or ghee (or other oil of choice) in your skillet of choice. Add the broken vermicelli noodles and sautée until they begin to turn golden, then add the rice and sautée briefly. Add chicken broth, onion powder, salt, pepper and parsley flakes and bring to a low boil. Cover your skillet and reduce heat: simmer 20-25 minutes, or until rice is done.

    I haven’t tried it myself, but I’m sure you could use beef or vegetable broth instead. If you play with it, let me know in the comments! I’d love to hear how it comes out.

  • Coming Soon

    In about a week and a half, I should be ready to launch the first book of The Adventures of Einarr Stigandersen. If you like Vikings, pirates, magical quests, and pulpy adventure fiction, you might want to come check this out.

    Posting schedule will be Tuesdays and Thursdays.

  • I’m Ba-aack

    After what feels like a long couple years of day-jobbing, finally there’s some interesting stuff going on around here again. This last fall DH moved departments and got a nice raise out of the deal, so now I’m back at home to do writing and household projects.

    Looking ahead, early next month I will begin posting episodes of The Adventures of Einarr Sorensen, which you can think of as Viking pulp fantasy. If that sounds like your cup of tea, keep your eye on that space. (I’ll also be sure to announce it on Facebook and Twitter, if you happen to follow me there.) There will be new chapters every Tuesday and Thursday.

    In the beginning of March, my debut novel Advent of Ruin should become available on Kindle – and quite probably elsewhere, unless the lure of KULL proves too strong. Or are they calling it KDP now? Either way. There will of course be a more formal announcement on that as launch day approaches.

    On the home front, I feel like I have lots of catching up to do. Last spring I painted our hallway. At some point in the near future I need to get the living room, and then decide on colors for other rooms.

    What may come before that, though, is that DH and I have talked about putting in a vegetable patch in our (kind of tiny, very sloped) back yard – which means planning how I want to build my beds! I’m thinking stacked boxes near the back door for herbs, a garden wall for leafy greens (probably nothing that fancy), and then maybe a raised bed or two. Does anyone have any clever ideas for building the wall and not wrecking siding?

    I haven’t really done a lot of sewing over the past year, except that I’m learning to quilt, but yarn work is another story. Right now I’m trying to use up some of my stash, since it’s a little… okay, maybe a lot, out of control. Current projects: a Raglan sweater using some discontinued bouclé yarn, and hand-quilting my first project (because I can sit at my writing desk with a needle and thread but my sewing machine requires dedicated time).

  • Primal Pie Crust

    So, last March DH and I went Primal. Then summer hit, and convention season, and we’re still not back on the wagon, but that’s really beside the point.

    The point is, after much trial and error, I have finally figured out how to do a pie crust without wheat flour. This is inspired by PaleoSpirit’s Paleo Dinner Rolls.

    If you don’t do dairy, I’m sure ghee would work just as well. Substitute other fats at your peril: I’ve only ever tried this as written, and a lot of healthy fats have their own distinct flavors.

    unbaked pie crust
    So it tore a little when I put it in the pie plate. It’s not like you can see the bottom once it’s filled.

     

    Makes: 9″ pie crust

    Ingredients:

    • 1 cup tapioca flour/starch (arrowroot powder would probably also work)
    • ¼ cup coconut flour
    • ½ teaspoon sea salt
    • ½ cup butter, melted and still warm
    • 1 large egg
    • 3 tablespoons coconut sugar*

    Directions:

    Preheat oven to 350F.

    Mix coconut flour, tapioca flour, salt and sugar in a bowl until well combined. Add the melted butter and stir until the mixture begins to resemble coarse crumbs. Mix in the egg.

    Roll out your crust, or press it into your pie plate. You may need to let the dough sit for a while to allow the coconut flour to absorb enough moisture. Bake for ~12 minutes, or until it is just beginning to brown.

    *I find this a little two sweet on its own, but it’s just fine once the pie is filled. I liked it with no added sugar, but DH found it sour. Your mileage may vary.

    Pictures to follow, after I make our Thanksgiving pumpkin pie tomorrow.

    UPDATED 12/10/15: Success! A primalized pumpkin pie that tasted like a proper pumpkin pie! For the filling, I changed out the sugar in the basic Libby’s recipe for half honey, half maple syrup. Can’t help you if you don’t do dairy, sorry, although I pinned one that used soaked cashews and would have been really good with less (no?) allspice.

    Used this same recipe to make a cheesecake crust last weekend, loosely following the instructions at Cooking for Engineers. DH says it may be the best cheesecake I’ve ever made. Added a half-teaspoon cinnamon to the crust, left out the flour in the filling entirely, subbed apple cider vinegar for lemon juice, and swapped out the sugar for 3/4 c each of (local, raw) honey and (real) maple syrup.

  • Holiday life update

    Ever since Gen Con things have been pretty topsy-turvy around here, mostly due to transportation-related issues.

    I picked up a temp job literally the week after GenCon, which at the time was nice because more money, but very soon became necessary because – you guessed it – more money. Early in October, DH was driving to work in the morning when his old Dodge Neon quit accelerating on the freeway. No accident (thankfully), but after having AAA tow the car to our mechanic, we found out the car was essentially unfixable. Timing belt, of course.

    By the way, our AAA membership paid for itself at least three times over this year.

    So. For the month of October, we car-pooled in my rickety Daewoo. It had developed a bit of an old-car rattle, but nothing I thought was too critical.

    Wrong. Last week of October, we started having to add coolant basically before every trip. And then, in the first week of November, the rattle gave way and that car died. That weekend we signed the paperwork to lease a brand-spanking-new Toyota Corolla, which is a good car with lots of amenities, and we continued to carpool and suffer 10-12 hour days.

    Star Wars joke obligatory
    “She may not look like much, but she’s got it where it counts.”

    Last Thursday, I wrote a guy a check for this beauty. Please excuse the poor picture quality: it was snapped in the garage the same night I bought it, and neither cropping nor adjusting the levels seemed to do anything for it. She’s a 1992 Honda Accord Coupe (I always think of cars as female, it’s just a thing), and I’ve been calling her Falcon. I kinda love driving it, which is a nice change, and since it’s a Honda with less than 150k on it, I can probably drive it until I’m sick of it. Which is also a nice change, because as I may have mentioned my last car was a POS Daewoo.

    Which means that we now have two cars again. Happy New Year to me!

    In other news, I believe I mentioned back in April that I was submitting Advent of Ruin to my first-choice publisher. Back in October, I got an email from them saying that my manuscript had been “selected for closer consideration.” I got this email at the office, and so I spent the rest of the day trying very hard not to squee out loud. So that was some good news to come out of the fall. Hurdle one, cleared! Which of course makes it that much harder to wait to hear on the next hurdle.

    Because I’ve spent the last 2 1/2 months carpooling, and thereby being out of the house for obscenely long days, there isn’t actually a lot else to update you on. I did discover just this evening that a standard-size pillow case can, with about 5 minutes worth of work, be converted to fit a king size pillow. I’ll post a quick tutorial next time I do it, if anyone wants one.

    On the gaming front, for those of you who may have been following my Kasumi posts, those stopped primarily because we suffered a TPK (Total Party Kill) and I had quite a lot else going on at the time. My current character is a Monkey by the name of Toku Ren, who is a much more stable character than Kasumi ever dreamed of being. I can continue posting the Kasumi writing if people are interested, but this summer the blog was in danger of turning into just another gaming journal.

    At any rate, I hope you all had a Happy Holiday – whatever you happen to celebrate. Now I need to get back to prepping for New Years, which we were contrary enough to pick for our big one.

  • “Neither Will I”

    Swords cleave from heaven
    Feet move as flowing water
    All acts ripple out

    – Mirumoto Kasumi, upon her official gemupukku at Shiro Mirumoto

  • The Cursed Throne: From the Pillow Book of Mirumoto Kasumi – end of the Topaz Championship

    17 Serpent 1189

    Today was the Iaijutsu tournament, the final event of the championship, and a strange day it was.

    The tournament was going well right up until the quarterfinals, when I came up against Hiruma Tamotsu-san. I saw through him. I struck first. But as I drew my ankle turned. My strike wobbled. Hiruma-san dodged it easily and defeated me. He then went on to defeat both Kakita Toshiaki-san in the semi-finals and Toku Jun-san in the finals, so I am somewhat mollified. I think, between Hiruma-san and myself, we may have broken Kakita Toshiaki’s “unassailable” confidence.

    Grandfather had come to watch, though. He was stern as ever. I came in second for the tournament, by only two points, to Hiruma-san. (Ironically, if he had lost to Toku-san I would have taken the championship, but I think I prefer the smaller blow to my pride.) First he asked me “You’re not satisfied with this, are you?” Of course not! I came to win, after all. Then he asked if I might be tractable enough to join the clan army. I might have, had a better offer not come along that very evening.

    I, and my companions from the road save Kakita-san (who appeared to have little interest in the “fate” Iuchi-san believes binds the five of us together), were called in for dinner with Bayushi Soushichirou-sama and Kitsuki Mai-sama – and Prince Tadashi-sama! I was very honored to have been a part of that dinner, as nerve-wracking as it was.

    When I return home, I will have to convince Father and Grandfather of why I prefer to go on a musha shugyo, rather than joining the army. I expect they will understand.

  • The Cursed Throne: From the Pillow-book of Mirumoto Kasumi – the Topaz Championship (part 3)

    16 Serpent 1189

    Thrilling! Absolutely thrilling. Poor Hikari, though.

    This morning was the mass battle, where the thirty remaining contestants were pitted against fifty (!) Daidoji Iron Warriors. Thanks to the efforts of Isawa-san and several others, Hiruma-san managed a groundswell among the contestants to secure the generalship.

    (It should be noted that at the time he was doing this, I was having tea with Ryouko in preparation for the night’s challenge. I swear, Kakita Satoshi-san may be the only decent Kakita in existence. Kakita Toshiaki-san underestimated my guard, though; I think his sensei may have praised him over-much as a child.)

    At any rate, the battle. Hiruma-san won the generalship, and gave squad command to Hikari , Akodo Takamichi-san, and Hida Ryouta-san. The Daidoji Iron Warriors were led by Taisa Daidoji Masatane – apparently an old friend of Hiruma-san’s father.

    Hiruma-san only made one mistake in strategy, to my mind, and I think it came of mountain training. In the first round he kept Hikari’s unit back, most likely to shore up whatever weakness became apparent. In the open field, though, it meant that we didn’t hit the Daidoji as hard as we could have. In terms of position that was a rough start, but with some luck we turned it to our advantage. Hikari rallied the archers. Yoritomo-san got the banner. And I took on the Taisa.

    He was leading from the front, so he was already heavily injured when I saw him. I couldn’t let the opportunity pass, though, and never mind that as a Taisa he was sure to best me.

    Except he didn’t. He couldn’t get past my guard, and with the guidance of my honored ancestor somehow I defeated him. The battle turned solidly in our favor at that point, and was actually over before the allotted time ran out.

    I performed less well in the debate, and not as well as I would have liked in poetry, but that hardly mattered in the face of my performance in battle. In the debate I faced off against Nanbu Kaguya-san, and it predictably became my Akodo heritage against her Scorpion. I managed a tie, which is really as well as I hoped to do. In poetry I drew “nature” – which I believe may have been the broadest of the available topics – and was unable to do better than pedestrian with my offering. I didn’t do poorly, I suppose, but it’s rather bland.

    After dinner, I went out drinking with some of my new friends. Kitsune-san insisted he needed to have a talk with the other Mantises first, so he and Yoritomo-san were late, and Hiruma-san apparently had a dinner invitation from the Daidoji Taisa, but otherwise we all went and had an excellent evening.

    That does bring me to the other thing that happened today, the event that until this moment I wasn’t certain if I should write about at all. You see, before the battle this morning, Kitsuki Mai-sama brought charges in the murder of Daigotsu Kurami-san before the Shogun against Tsuruchi Kouji.

    The evidence was damning, but when Kitsuki-sama asked that he be summarily executed – not even offered the option of seppuku – I got a cold feeling in the pit of my stomach – and justice is fire. When the Shogun asked if anyone would speak for Kouji-san, I did. I asked if he had confessed, and we were told he maintained his innocence. Yoritomo-san stepped forward as well; apparently, to her mind, Kouji-san’s honesty was his one good point. Kitsune-san also stepped forward. Notably, Watanabe-san did not.

    Apparently, the Shogun was softened. He offered Kouji-san the option of seppuku or being cast out as a ronin – and he chose to become a ronin! I have had all day to wonder about this, and I still have no answer.

  • The Cursed Throne: From the Pillow-book of Mirumoto Kasumi – at the Topaz Championship (part 2)

    15 Serpent 1189

    Another day, another disappointing athletic performance from me. I did not even manage the top eight in the race, although I was close. My stamina failed me on the straightaway before the wall, and I could not recover. Then in jiujitsu I fell in the first round to Usagi-san. As much as I would like to blame fatigue, the voice of Mirumoto suggests even lack of sleep should not have dulled my reactions that badly. I attempted to recenter myself over lunch, but I could not concentrate even well enough for that.

    It is worth noting that the Sumai tournament was won by Bayushi Mirai-san, who faced off agains Hida Haruko-san in the final round. I think everyone was surprised by this; certainly Hida-san was, and I think Bayushi-san was, too.

    The afternoon was somewhat better. My companions from the road and I were all a part of the same hunting team, and I am now even more convinced that the kami have had a hand in bringing us all together. We also had Toku-san, Bayushi Mirai-san, and Daidoji-san on our team, and the eight of us hunted well together. Hiruma-san is an excellent tracker, and despite the interference of another group of ronin*, we managed to bring in three of the four wani in the field, as well as a clutch of eggs.

    (new page)
    *Emerald Magistrate Kitsuki-sama has sworn us to secrecy on this matter, and so while I record the events on this page for my own memory, anyone discovered to have broken this seal and read the contents of this page before the appointed time shall feel the full wrath of the Mirumoto Niten.

    I do not believe these to be actual ronin. While they wore Rokugani armor, and carried katana, not even ronin would behave in such a fashion.

    Toku-san commented early on in the hunt that he thought we were being shadowed. I thought at the time he could have been noticing the Daidoji Iron Warriors who were refereeing the hunt, but that proved not to be the case.

    On the trail of the second wani, Toku-san spoke up again. I rather like him, despite the way he tried to peep on us last night. He’s clever and brave, like one might expect of a Monkey, and if that is sometimes misapplied, well, he took his punishment with good humor. All of that aside, this time he was pointing out that the trail was far too easy to follow. Sure enough, the second wani was all-too-obviously bait for a trap.

    Hiruma-san vanished into the bushes to scout the hollow; it seems the reputation of the Steel Hummingbirds is well deserved. When he returned, it was decided we would split into two groups and reverse the trap. They had killed one of the Daidoji shadows, and only Bayushi-san was willing to just walk away once we learned that. She’s all right, for a Scorpion, but she is still a Scorpion.

    I must admit, a small part of me was glad of the fight. In some small way I feel like it redeemed my performance in the melee yesterday.

    When we launched our attack, one of the “ronin” shouted something in a language none of us had ever heard before. Kitsune-san said it wasn’t the tongue of the Ivory Kingdoms, and it didn’t sound like anything Iuchi-san had heard among the Unicorn. I think they are almost certainly gaijin, and I worry that they have come to try and destabilize Rokugan. At any rate, they all fell in short order, like the dogs they were. They fought strangely, though, as though they were somehow able to attack while defending, which shouldn’t be possible. One of them managed to get a lucky stab in on me, but I put him down in my next strike.

    While Daidoji-san’s team pursued the last living member of the ambush, Bayushi-san finished off the wani they had used as bait for their trap, and Hiruma-san noticed that the gaijin had a watcher who was out of range and running. I do not think we have seen the last of these foreigners.

    Trouble piled upon trouble in that hunt. Hiruma-san tracked the third wani for us, but as we were putting it down a scream rang through the forest. My feet carried me to it before the coherent thought to help had formed, and my teammates were only moments behind. What we found was horrifying.

    In a tiny clearing I found the body of Daigotsu Kurami-san, the lone Spider in the Championship. Four teal-green fletched arrows protruded from her back. According to Kitsuki-sama that fletching is characteristic of Tsuruchi arrows, but I do not think Tsuruchi Kouji-san dishonorable enough to kill another samurai – even a Spider – in such a way. I know little of the Kitsuki method, but enough to suspect that Kitsuki-sama believes that answer to be too easy. While there is no love lost for the Spider, the fact that a contestant has been murdered during the contest is . . . troubling.

    Both my team and Hida Haruko-san’s team have been sworn to secrecy on this matter. Hopefully it will be unsealed soon, but I have my doubts. Perhaps I am being paranoid, but her murder so soon after the gaijin ambush suggests a connection to me.