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The Plague God is out!

Today, for Halloween (or Samhain if you celebrate), I’m releasing book 5 of Tales of the End Times: The Plague God.

In the new novel, the dangerous angel of the dark moon, Suriyel, has vowed to take revenge on Joanie. That revenge extends across all time.

During the Black Death, an earlier Joanie meets her lover, the angel Azazel, in a magic circle. But that magic inflicts destruction. In the here and now, Joanie makes a pact with the plague god Nergal, only to have pandemic threaten. In the near future, white supremacist militia capture Joanie and her friends. They escape across the desert, but someone gets left behind. Can the incubus-succubus Puabi-Ekur help them perform a rescue?

Through it all, Joanie’s angel and incubus stand to protect her—until one of them decides it’s too much.

Find a link to the book on Amazon, free for now on Kindle Unlimited!

Book 5 ebook preorder

At long last, and worth the wait—book 5 of Tales of the End Times, The Plague God, is ready for preorder as an ebook! Link below!

I’ll post again when the print and ebook final is out—for Samhain (Halloween), the Witches’ New Year!

(Image is The Sons of God Saw the Daughters of Men That They Were Fair, by Maurice Greiffenhagen—final cover to come.)

Red sun

Red sun rising in fir trees

The red sun rose like a portent this morning.

On the West Coast, California, Oregon, parts of Washington are burning. My country is falling apart.

May cooling rains contain this fire.

And if my country can change this much this fast—maybe it can change this fast for the good.

Another world is possible.

Another book is on the way, possibly as early as Samhain.

Potato’s morning practice

After my morning witch-practice, I often leave my deity and ancestor candles burning a while for connection and in their honor.

This morning, after I was done, Potato decided to sit with my ancestors and deities too. If Cat-Mom does it every morning, maybe it’s useful for cats…?

Full equinox moon

Full moon

Witchy beauty of a full worm moon, how I love you! The wind is up, spring is here, the frogs are calling out romance. Woodsmoke floats in the air, sweet and a little dangerous. Equinox, hello.

Feet of clay

Paper crown falling off pillow

It happens: Someone we thought highly of turns out to be all too human. A teacher or leader in a community, someone we looked up to, gets called out and reacts poorly. Or the thing they did proves too big to let pass, or they show up being their problematic self again. They lose their crown. Their community turns on them. I don’t have just one story in mind.

Sometimes in this merry-go-round I play authority figure too, and what I notice is that my faults (and I have many) get magnified. Probably my main problem is my short temper. I snap at points of stress. I often owe someone an apology. Others have pointed out I duck publicity. I like being a big frog in a tiny pond. I solve the problem of being called out by staying too small to bother with.

Cats and fire

Cats looking at fire in fireplace

Two members of the coven attempted to do fire magic last night. Potato stayed to take part in the coven meeting, but she fell asleep. These cat witches.