Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Enter to win $15 Amazon gift card



The Silver Dagger Scriptorium has launched the promotional blog tour for The Rys Chronicles.

This is the first epic series that I wrote and published, and it's time to drum up new publicity for it. Thousands of readers all over the world have enjoyed this series since I completed its publication in 2007.

If you're looking for a new epic fantasy full of interesting characters and magical challenges, you can read the first book, Union of Renegades, for free. After downloading a copy, go over to the Silver Dagger Scriptorium and enter the giveaway drawing for a $15 Amazon gift card.






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Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Fantasy readers get tons of free content at Google Play store



Through Friday, October 21st, you can read Lessons Learned: A Rys World Short Story for free. This short dark fantasy reveals an important episode of back story alluded to in the epic series The Rys Chronicles. If you enjoy short reads or want to check out a new fantasy world, read Lessons Learned.

It's free worldwide this week at Google Play.

My Ebooks that are free all of the time. 

I also have many novels available in Google's store. Each series starts with a free ebook. I write much beefier stories than little Lessons Learned. To join in the adventures of characters struggling in magical worlds, look for my free ebooks at Google Play.


Werelord Thal

Thal embodies the ancient magic of the pagan past. He challenges a world conquered by a spiritual system that denies the flesh and forgets the Earth. 

Union of Renegades

The epic begins as Dreibrand Veta and the conquering Horde of the Atrophane Empire reach a mythic Wilderness that beckons with a magical call to glory.


Rys Rising

A young warrior ruined and near death is saved by Onja a mysterious rys female. Forsaking all that he was, he will take the name Amar and serve his new magical mistress.


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Sunday, October 16, 2016

Return to Mech City creates 5-star launch of Robot Horizon Series




Return to Mech City by Brian Bakos gets my vote as the best free read at Smashwords. This first book of the Robot Horizon Series presents a modest book cover and a mere two-sentence description that managed to immediately snag my attention.

The story is a post-apocalyptic dystopia. Humanity has succumbed to plague and environmental devastation. Only the robots remain.

Before the apocalypse, many types of robots had been integrated into human society, and robot engineers in Mech City developed new ones right up to the very end.

This is the place where Dr. Anna Horvath tells her blue humanite model robot Winston to go with her dying words. She has filled his data reservoir with all the knowledge of humankind and gives him the task of preserving this legacy. Her orders give Winston a reason not to jump from a window and kill himself.

In Mech City, he finds robots adrift without purpose. No humans remain to give them tasks, and many hurl themselves from upper stories. Most of the robots are worker robots. They are built for manual functions and differ from a humanite like Winston, who lacks physical strength.

Winston begins saving robots by giving them new purpose. He has them renovate buildings. Grateful for the direction he offers, they quickly start calling him "Boss" and he likes it.

Winston meets Star. She was built to look like a perfect woman and be desirous of giving and receiving sexual pleasure. I admired how Bakos made the sex slave robot fresh again. Star is a complex character, curious, kind, and inherently good.

But not all robots are awaiting orders or good in their hard drives. Fascista Ultimo, F.U. to his friends, has plotted a takeover of Mech City and plans to rule all of robot kind. Aided by robots of sinister and destructive design, he forcefully enlists Winston to his inner circle because of his influence over the worker robots. Winston complies because he does not want to be destroyed. As a scholarly robot, however, he possesses the data and programming to recognize the dangerous insanity of F.U.

For example, F.U. says, "It's all about the natural hierarchy. We Humanites were created to be the Master Race, the successors of the founding humans."

And from his Manifesto:

"The true Fascist leader must give his followers the sense that their rotten little prejudices are something exalted and pure."

This novel is both complex and easy to read. The prose flows, and the skill with which Bakos treats the development of robot characters impressed me.

The post-apocalyptic turmoil drives Winston to experience sensations increasingly close to emotions. His programming sometimes literally crashes as he copes with terrible problems and tragedies. The adoration of the worker robots immediately builds his ego, and he likes the power. But when he see the evil of F.U. he recognizes how corrupting the love of power can be.

For me, the novel created an amazing fictional study about what the world of robots might be like. We live in a time of Big Data, robotics, and artificial intelligence. Against this real-world backdrop, Bakos imagined an artificial culture in its infancy as it struggled with chaos, oppression, and revolution.

The actions of the robots, while staying genuinely within the realm of their digital souls, reminded me strongly of the beauty and ugliness within humanity.

In Return to Mech City, I joined with characters who showed that artificial intelligence finds the great problems of the ages no easier to deal with than my organic brain.

You'll see that I'm not alone in my appreciation of this novel because many others have given it 5 stars at Smashwords.

I eagerly plan to read the next book Expedition Westward.




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Your Vote Will Count in Author Cover Wars

This week Rys Rising: Book I goes to war. 


I entered its cover in the Cover Wars competition at Author Shout.

To show your support for my stunning epic fantasy cover that features Amar and his magical mistress Onja, please visit the cover wars page and cast your vote. It only takes a wee bit of time. Your vote will actually count toward something, and you won't have to hold your nose while you do it.

Vote for Rys Rising here October 16 through 22. 

If my cover gets the most votes, I'll have a chance to gain extra exposure at the Author Shout website. As any author knows, connecting with readers is all about exposure. The huge number of books on the market coupled with many barriers to visibility online make invisibility the number one problem of authors trying to promote their books.

Just think of all of the good reads that you never even know about!

Places like Author Shout provide venues of discoverability where readers can serendipitously run across new stories.

Rys Rising: Book I is also a free ebook. It provides you with a zero-risk way to sample my fiction and find out if the Rys Rising series could be your next reading addiction.

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Excerpt from Rys Rising:

Amar drew his good sword and approached the altar. Onja followed him, captivated by everything she beheld. Cybar trailed them, stalling fearfully. Amar waved the birds away from the altar with his sword. The tormented man squinted into the sun. Amar, silhouetted by the brightness, was fuzzy to his bloodshot eyes. He tried to speak, but his dry thirsty throat barely made a sound better than the coarse crows.
Cybar called to Amar, “His life is for Preem. You must not interfere.”
Amar studied the man on the altar. His brown skin glowed red from the burning sun. His lips were cracked and darkly clotted. His chin length black hair with a deep widow’s peak was dirty and stringy, and blisters mottled his forehead, nose and cheeks. He had only been left clothed in a linen tunic and loin cloth and his bare legs showed the wounds of many probing pecks.
Upon hearing voices, the condemned tried again to speak. “Mercy,” he groaned. “Mercy. I do not deserve this.”
“Amar, we must go,” Cybar insisted. “Do not give him swift death.”
Amar had initially thought to end the man’s suffering with a merciful blow, but now that he looked at him, he changed his mind.
“I would free him,” he said.
“Preem will punish you,” Cybar warned.
Amar dismissed the threat of Preem’s ire. “I seek no forgiveness for anything that I have done. One more thing will not matter,” he said and then looked to Onja, seeking her opinion.
She came beside the altar. “Free him,” she concurred.
The bronze chains that draped the altar were old and corroded, but still firm enough to restrain a tortured man. Amar found a particularly weak link and smacked it with his sword. Three strokes and the link broke. Amar pried the link apart and then pulled the chains off the loop set into the stone.
The condemned man watched Amar with amazement. The young wanderer bore no resemblance to anyone he knew and he certainly lacked the appearance of a Nurati. With the chains loose from the rock, Amar looked at the manacles on the man’s wrists and ankles.
“I can get those off him,” Onja said.
The condemned man turned his head toward her lovely voice. “Sweet lady….” he started to say in a voice as rough as split logs but then he stopped. He did not understand what he saw. He fainted when her eyes began to glow with blue fire.
The bolts of the manacles softened as Onja precisely heated them. Amar pulled the manacles open and freed the man’s limbs. Amar gathered the limp man into his arms. He was slight of build, and Amar was able to place him over a shoulder. The man smelled terribly, and Amar turned his face away from his wretched body.
Cybar had retreated outside the ring of stones. From the shade of an oak he watched Amar approach with the unconscious man. Cybar shook his head insistently. “Put him back,” he advised urgently.
Onja tugged on Amar’s sleeve to stop him. “He truly fears what you have done,” she commented.
“He will get over it,” Amar said, unconcerned about Cybar’s opinion.
“The others truly fear this sky temple,” she said.
“The Gods are to be feared, Onja,” Amar replied matter-of-factly. “You are born. You die. The Gods are always there.”
She contemplated his simple words and then asked, “But you do not fear your Gods, Amar?”
Amar would have shrugged if he had not been burdened with a stinking half-dead man. “I do not care,” he said and continued toward Cybar.
Onja lingered in the sky temple and studied the faces carved in the stones. Their blank eyes now looked at her invitingly, welcoming her into their mysterious club.
So simple, she thought.
She set a hand on a monolith. The stone had been cut from the Rysamand and somehow the humans had dragged it up this butte. The effort that must have taken astounded her. So very strange that the humans would work so hard for something that benefited them not at all. Most of them lived in little huts and enjoyed no luxuries. Why did they not put their efforts toward making better shelters for everyone?
Onja looked at the men under the oak tree. Amar had set the man down in the shade and was dripping water onto the man’s ragged lips. Cybar frowned over them with worry.
There is power in fear, Onja realized.
A crow flapped over her head and landed on the nearest monolith. He squawked at Onja irritably, apparently blaming her for the removal of the sacrifice. She looked up at the impertinent bird. He turned his head and regarded her closely with a perfect black eye that glistened with intelligence. Onja shifted her attention entirely to the sentience radiating from the shiny black bird. Her wondrous mind that knew no bounds connected with the bird’s alien awareness.
“Yes, I took your prize. Forgive me this once, and I will make it up to you,” she told him mentally.
Utterly surprised by the communication, the crow tucked his dark beak against his feathery chest and peeked at her shyly. Onja lifted a blue hand and invited him gently with a twitch of her white-nailed fingers.
The crow looked back at his mates that were strutting across the altar stone, complaining among each other. Tentatively the crow on the monolith opened his wings, and, after one more encouraging gesture from Onja, flapped down to her hand. His feet dug into her skin but did not pierce her flesh. She stroked his neck and purred to him lovingly.
“You shall have to tell me your name someday,” she told him.
He squawked and took to the air. He landed in the oak tree over the men tending the victim plucked from Preem’s justice. Onja watched the indentations left in the skin of her hand fade before she joined her companions.
Amar made Cybar help him carry the man down the steep steps of the butte. The other men were distressed at Amar’s audacious theft from Preem.
But Amar scolded them, “We claim to be brother outlaws yet you would leave one to the judgment of the law-abiding. Whatever this man did, he is one of us now.”
Delirious, the man moaned and turned his head from side to side on the ground. He was grizzled, sunburned, and filthy. His body was thin and his hands were soft. Clearly he was no laborer.
Amar said, “I think this man has some quality.”
They took him to the little stream in the canyon and washed him. The cool water roused him from his burning torment, and he drank greedily, which made him retch. Amar rolled him away from the bank so that he could no longer slurp like a mad animal.
Clearly the group was not going to travel more that day, and Vame gathered firewood. While Amar nursed the man, Cybar answered questions from Kym and Vame about the sky temple. His Kez brothers often glanced warily at the quiet butte. The circling vultures were drifting away. Preem’s servants would go unpaid today. A debt perhaps that would not be forgotten.
Onja sat apart from everyone, cross-legged upon a boulder at the edge of the stream. She stared toward her mountains, lost in intense thought.
Kym eventually stood over Amar and the man that had been rescued.
“Amar, the priests of Preem might notice that the vultures disappeared when they should have thickened in the sky,” Kym said.
“Priests are slow. We’ll move on in the morning. Do not worry, Kym,” Amar said.
“Your accursed pet will not be able to travel so soon,” Kym said.
Amar’s dark eyes flashed up at the Kez warrior. “I do not fear Nurati priests who chain people and leave them for animals,” Amar said. “This man will ride with me.”
Kym shook his head because Amar puzzled him continually. “Why do you want this man? He’ll certainly make no warrior for Vu. I don’t think he could steal a bowl of porridge to save his life.”
Amar wetted a rag and wiped the man’s forehead. “He might have knowledge and rare skills. Warriors aren’t everything,” he said.
Kym scratched the back of his head, where his stubble was starting to grow in. “I suppose the Nurati are known for scholarship,” Kym granted. He squatted next to the thin wretched man and studied him. “Yes, yes, definitely a Nurati nose. What’s your name, Nurati criminal?” Kym asked.
The man’s eyes were half closed. His lips moved as if he might answer, but the effort to speak seemed to be too much. Amar dribbled at little more water into his mouth and said, “I am Amar. Who are you?”
“Amar,” the man whispered back and his long black lashes lifted. His crusty eyes were craters in a skull covered by tight skin. “I am Urlen.”
“Urlen,” Amar repeated. He liked the name. “What was your crime?”
Urlen shut his eyes as if the answer was difficult to recall. “No crime,” he said. “I did what was right.”
Kym chuckled. “Maybe he is a proper criminal.”


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Friday, October 14, 2016

Free prequel ebook ties into Outcast Journeys box set



Australian writer, poet, and teacher Ashley Capes has released a new novella.

Never (Prequel to the Amber Isle) is a free ebook at Smashwords. 

Adventure? Check. Magic? Check. Sarcasm? You bet.

Roguish Never is sure he has hunted down every relic and every clue possible on his quest to finally lift the curse on his blood and hopefully learn his true name. However, convincing the wealthy Lord Firmita to part with a map to the sunken city proves to be far more dangerous than he first imagined.

Prequel story to The Amber Isle - see how Never meets his enemy Harstas!

The Amber Isle and its sequel A Forest of Eyes are part of the Outcast Journeys box set that is only $0.99 for nine works by eight fantasy and sci fi authors. 

Join in the adventures of heroes and heroines created by an international group of eight talented authors. Outcast Journeys brings together nine novels and novellas set in fascinating realms of the imagination. From dragons to space ships, experience the trials and battles of memorable characters as they navigate magical worlds.







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Thursday, October 13, 2016

First 7 people to use this audiobook coupon get the discount





Union of Renegades: The Rys Chronicles Book I is also an audiobook, which means fans of epic fantasy who don't have time to read can listen to a great story.

Union of Renegades is normally $8.95 in audio format, but this special coupon code for my website will let you buy the mp3 files for only $2.99.

But the coupon code only works for the first 7 people to use it at checkout. 

Visit the audiobooks page at Brave Luck Books and add Union of Renegades to your cart. 

At checkout, enter lucky7 in the discount code box and proceed with payment. You'll then get the .zip folder with the mp3 files. 


Please note that Union of Renegades is also available at iTunes and Audible, but I don't control pricing there and this coupon code does not work at other retailers.

About Union of Renegades


In this opening novel of The Rys Chronicles you'll meet a man scarred by bad deeds who answers the call of a heroic cause. An unconventional heroine will tug at your sympathies as she bravely faces adversity with all the strengths and vulnerabilities of her womanhood. And overarching it all are the rys. Their magic makes them superior to humans, but they are not above employing humans in their deadly schemes.

Listen to an audio excerpt at Brave Luck Books


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Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Free this week at Kobo Books for fantasy readers



For a limited time only, the week of October 6th to October 12th, get Lessons Learned: A Rys World Short Story for free at Kobo Books.

This dark story of disillusionment and rebellion lets readers glimpse a crucial episode of back story from two main characters in the Rys World books by Tracy Falbe.

In Lessons Learned, you'll see the moment four hundred years prior to the novel Union of Renegades when Shan first challenges Onja, the great queen of the rys and the divine tyrant of many human kingdoms.

Get Lesson Learned right now while it's free. If you're reading this after the promotion ends, the short story is only $0.99, and I have tons of free fantasy ebooks available. The full-length novels, Werelord Thal, Union of Renegades, and Rys Rising are always free at Kobo.



Werelord Thal





Thal embodies the ancient magic of the pagan past. He challenges a world conquered by a spiritual system that denies the flesh and forgets the Earth. 

Union of Renegdes



The epic begins as Dreibrand Veta and the conquering Horde of the Atrophane Empire reach a mythic Wilderness that beckons with a magical call to glory.

 

Rys Rising



A young warrior ruined and near death is saved by Onja a mysterious rys female. Forsaking all that he was, he will take the name Amar and serve his new magical mistress.


A note from Tracy Falbe: Be the first to know about my new releases and special sales at Brave Luck Books. Join the Readers' List. Ebooks and audiobooks available worldwide. Print in select countries.

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