-In which a paparazzi does something stupid The problem, Trent decided, was Jamie-T’s vicious little smile. He was no stranger to this sort of thing. He could’ve looked past all the blow, the shitty loud music. He could’ve even looked past the young girl’s crying. Of all the things he’d ever been called, a saint sure as fuck wasn’t one of them. But then this loser piece of trash kept… Fucking… Smiling. She kept crying,…
This is something of an experiment I’d like to try. One of the books I’ve been toiling over– much more slowly than I’d originally anticipated, though that’s par for the course for moi, really– has been this fucker right here. Dragonkiller. I could spend a couple years bashing this thing together, putting it out there, dismaying as only a few friends and my mother pick it up– Or I could get wild! Crazy! FUNKY! Dragonkiller…
First thing’s first! This site hasn’t been updated in quite a while. Which is, of course, rather unfortunate. So many of you have been deprived of my musings! You poor, lost souls! Whatever have you done without me? Besides weather the fucking plague, I suppose. When I put this site together, I was expecting to use it as a hub for my renewed career as an indie author. Then, of course, I barely sold any…
Battle Spire, book one in the Hundred Kingdoms series, by Michael R. Miller, is a pretty damn fun time, with lots of action, tension, and a surprisingly wholesome friendship between a socially awkward gamer and an artificial intelligence. You can purchase it here: https://www.amazon.com/Battle-Spire-C…
I love recieving feedback– even if it’s to tell me how much you really fucking hate my books. Believe me, there are plenty of days where I feel much the same, so. No judgement! But in any case– feel free to contact me by way of my Facebook: Or get in touch with me directly via email, at contact@jbozlinski.com I look forward to hearing from you!
Here’s my most recent YouTube video, back before I took a bit of a break for myself when I started working at a– to use the words of others, certainly not my own– “real job”. (It’s a trap. Seriously. Don’t fucking do it. Not if you can help it.) Anyway. Herein we discuss the virtues of showing just as much love to your antagonists as your protags. Bit rough around the edges, but I like…
So! Here it is. Was. Whatever. My first book. It’s been a half-dozen years and change now, and while I’m not without appreciation for the experience, let’s be honest here– this fucker could’ve been considerably better. It needed a few more passes in the editing process, first in foremost. Both for copyediting and for the purposes of tightening up the story. There are still some things in there to this day that make me cringe…
Greetings and salutations, dearest fellow denizens of these-here interwebs! Welcome to my new home, here on this site. If any of you have followed my work long enough to remember the totally-garbage disaster that was my last site– the one run by way of a Google blog, because sincerely fuck my life, am I right?— then I hope you’ll find this a much more pleasing place to hang out from time to time. While we’re…
