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<channel><title><![CDATA[MICHELLE KAN &ndash; INDEPENDENT AUTHOR - Blog]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog]]></link><description><![CDATA[Blog]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2026 22:02:45 +1300</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[NO MORE HEROES 2, Aromantic Fairytales, and Other Updates]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-2-aromantic-fairytales-and-other-updates]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-2-aromantic-fairytales-and-other-updates#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 06 Oct 2019 06:26:09 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Come Drink With Me]]></category><category><![CDATA[Gold and Jasper]]></category><category><![CDATA[Hell or High Water]]></category><category><![CDATA[No More Heroes]]></category><category><![CDATA[Representation]]></category><category><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></category><category><![CDATA[Tales of the Thread]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-2-aromantic-fairytales-and-other-updates</guid><description><![CDATA[Kia ora, all &ndash; hope you've all been well! I know it's been a while, so here's a little update on the status of things with NO MORE HEROES 2, aka HELL OR HIGH WATER.You probably don't need me to tell you that the life of a freelance creative can be a thoroughly unpredictable one. As much as I'd hoped (and I did hope!) that I'd be well on the publishing process for HELL OR HIGH WATER by now, my progress has been delayed some by work life and personal life.As such, the new release date for NO [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="paragraph">Kia ora, all &ndash; hope you've all been well! I know it's been a while, so here's a little update on the status of things with NO MORE HEROES 2, aka HELL OR HIGH WATER.<br /><br />You probably don't need me to tell you that the life of a freelance creative can be a thoroughly unpredictable one. As much as I'd hoped (and I did hope!) that I'd be well on the publishing process for HELL OR HIGH WATER by now, my progress has been delayed some by work life and personal life.<br /><br /><strong>As such, the new release date for NO MORE HEROES: HELL OR HIGH WATER will now be 2020.<br /><br /></strong>Believe me, no one is more disappointed about this than I! But to have the book be as good as it can possibly be, I really just need more time. I'm hoping this will be the only time I have to delay the release date, so fingers crossed that next time I have a blog update on the book it will be happier news.<br /></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0px;margin-right:10px;text-align:center"> <a href='https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37803589-hell-or-high-water' target='_blank'> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/book-info_1_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">Add it on Goodreads!</div> </div></div>  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:10px;"></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">It's not all bad news though! One of the reasons that HELL OR HIGH WATER is delayed is because I published&nbsp;</span><strong style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">two brand new short stories</strong><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;this year &ndash; <strong>COME DRINK WITH ME</strong> and <strong>GOLD AND JASPER</strong>!<br /><br />These two shorts are part of a new series I'm creating, called&nbsp;<strong>TALES OF THE THREAD</strong>. TALES is a collection of short aromantic Chinese fairytale-likes &ndash; that is to say, a series of tales all rooted in Chinese mythology and each telling a non-romantic love story. Written very much from an aromantic lens, TALES OF THE THREAD is dedicated to the loves that we can't always put into words, but which are powerful all the same.&nbsp;<br /><br />COME DRINK WITH ME, published on Lunar New Year of this year, can be found on <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43692510-come-drink-with-me" target="_blank">Goodreads</a>, <a href="https://amazon.com/dp/B07N2PCWT2" target="_blank">Amazon</a>, <a href="https://gumroad.com/l/comedrinkwithme" target="_blank">Gumroad</a> and <a href="https://www.kobo.com/nz/en/ebook/come-drink-with-me-1" target="_blank">Kobo</a>, and tells the story of a Dragon and a Phoenix making their living on earth in a Cantonese Opera House.<br /><br />GOLD AND JASPER, published on Mid-Autumn Festival last month, can likewise be found on <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/47643326-gold-and-jasper" target="_blank">Goodreads</a>, <a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07WJK392V" target="_blank">Amazon</a>, <a href="https://gumroad.com/l/goldandjasper" target="_blank">Gumroad</a> and <a href="https://www.kobo.com/nz/en/ebook/gold-and-jasper" target="_blank">Kobo</a>, and tells the story of an Imperial Guardian of a Heavenly Peach Grove, and their encounters with a particularly troublesome Spirit.</span></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/talesthread_3_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:10px;"></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Named after the red thread of fate of Chinese myth, the stories of TALES OF THE THREAD are intensely personal to me, not just as a aroace-spec writer, but also as a 1.5 generation diasporic Chinese. It's a way for me to connect to my heritage in the way I know and love best &ndash; through the legends and mythology I adore.<br /><br />There are many Chinese myths and fairytales that focus strongly&nbsp;on familial (and especially filial) love, but as with many cultures, there are even more that&nbsp;focus on romantic love, be it tragic or fated. In an amanormative world, romantic love is all too often touted as being the ultimate kind, but when there are so many facets of love available to us, we <em>know</em> this isn't the case,<br /><br />As such, we&nbsp;<em>need&nbsp;</em>to see this in the stories media that we both create and consume.&nbsp;<br /><br />COME DRINK WITH ME, the first installation of TALES, explores the love that comes from a millennia-long companionship, as well as the love one can have for one's passions. It came about very unexpectedly, originally written as a submission for an anthology &ndash; but once I had finished it, I felt such a sense of intense gratification that I knew I had to write another.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">If you've picked up either of these already and liked what you read, I'd love if you'd leave a review. or spread the word &ndash; as an independent author, word of mouth is one of the most valuable ways for my work to get out there, and I would love to be able to share this work with other diasporic Chinese as well as other aromantic and aromantic-spectrum folk.</span></div>  <div><div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 80%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:80%;"></hr> <div style="height: 30px; overflow: hidden; width: 80%;"></div></div>  <div class="paragraph">But just as one last update, I'm gearing up for massive website overhaul soon. With this recent expansion in my creative landscape, it makes more sense to have one place for all my writing content to be in once place &ndash; hence, I'll be making this website a more general central hub for both NO MORE HEROES, TALES OF THE THREAD and any other writing ventures I may embark on.&nbsp;<br /><br />You can expect: new sections, a shuffle in navigation, and a rebrand of the site for "Michelle Kan &ndash; Independent Writer". I've delved back into my art this year and it's possible that I'll be refreshing the character art for NO MORE HEROES as well, but that can be a surprise for the both of us.<br /><br />That's all I have for now, so I'll leave you folks to your evenings. In the meantime, as always, if you'd like more frequent updates from me, you can follow me on <a href="http://twitter.com/fswrites" target="_blank">Twitter</a> or <a href="http://instagram.com/littlebird.guohua" target="_blank">Instagram</a>. M&#257; te w&#257;, and I'll be in touch again soon!</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[NO MORE HEROES 2: Title/Cover Reveal!]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-2-titlecover-reveal]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-2-titlecover-reveal#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2018 11:00:00 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Cover Reveal]]></category><category><![CDATA[Hell or High Water]]></category><category><![CDATA[No More Heroes]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-2-titlecover-reveal</guid><description><![CDATA[    It's finally here!   Kia ora koutou katoa, e&nbsp;hoa ma!&nbsp;After two+ years of simply being called 'NO MORE HEROES 2', I'm very happy to be finally bringing you both the title and cover of the second instalment to the Vigverse! So without further ado, as a reverse birthday present from me to you, may I present...             NO MORE HEROES: &#8203;HELL OR HIGH WATER    Ta-da! And there we have it &ndash; the long awaited ingoa for pukapuka te rua of the Team City saga .Set six months aft [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:20px;margin-left:35px;margin-right:35px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/reveal-graphic_orig.png" alt="element_settings.Image_30621876.default" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">It's finally here!</div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph">Kia ora koutou katoa, e<span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;hoa ma</span>!&nbsp;After two+ years of simply being called '<em>NO MORE HEROES 2'</em>, I'm very happy to be finally bringing you both the title and cover of the second instalment to the Vigverse! So without further ado, as a reverse birthday present from me to you, may I present...</div>  <div>  <!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-thick " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0px;margin-right:0px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/published/book-2-cover_2.png?1539158748" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <h2 class="wsite-content-title" style="text-align:center;"><strong><font size="5">NO MORE HEROES: &#8203;HELL OR HIGH WATER</font></strong></h2>  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:13px;"></div>  <div class="paragraph">Ta-da! And there we have it &ndash; the long awaited ingoa for pukapuka te rua of the Team City saga .Set six months after the events of Book 1, HELL OR HIGH WATER will see the Vigilantes of the City facing new dangers in unknown territory when they receive an unexpected summons from an unlikely source.&nbsp;<br /><br />&#8203;&#8203;Check out the blurb below for a tirotiro at what Team City will get up to in their next adventure!</div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:94.251134644478%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <h2 class="wsite-content-title"><strong><font size="4">Synopsis:</font></strong></h2>  <blockquote>The peaceful nights are kept under the clandestine and watchful eye of young, gifted Vigilantes the world over &ndash; and since the Vigilante Killers were taken down six months ago, order has returned to the community once more. Vigilantes everywhere have resumed their usual rhythm, defending their domains within the safety of the shadows, and all is right with the world.<br /><br />So when an old enemy resurfaces and asks them for their help, the Vigilantes of the City are reluctant, to say the least. But some offers are hard to turn down, and soon Team City find themselves diving headlong into a mystery that will test their limits, their capabilities as Vigilantes, and their relationships with each other.<br /><br /><span>HELL OR HIGH WATER is an urban fantasy action/adventure novel about young, would-be heroes who find that sometimes</span> camaraderie can come from the least likely of alliances&hellip; and strength can be found in the most unexpected of places.<br /><br /></blockquote>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:5.7488653555219%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Preorders of <em>NO MORE HEROES: HELL OR HIGH WATER</em> will come with a bonus short story, <em>THE STUFF OF LEGEND</em>, which will present&nbsp;an alternate perspective on the events of Book 2, and a lone Vigilante&rsquo;s experience with a long-lost Urban Legend of the Vigilante community.</span><br /><br />As with <em>NO MORE HEROES</em>,&nbsp;<em>HELL OR HIGH WATER</em> <span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">is #OwnVoices for Asian/Chinese, ADD, Anxiety/Depression, Aro/Ace-spec and Genderfluid rep &ndash; some of which will be newly stated on-page in Book 2. There's be a</span>&nbsp;diverse cast of characters! Mystery! Parkour and fight scenes! And most importantly, Camaraderie and T<span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">he Power of Friendship!</span>&nbsp;<span>We'll also be learning more about the Vigilante community and the kind of individuals that make up its community, as well as more about the Vigilantes of Team City whom we've come to know and love.</span><br /><br /><em>HELL OR HIGH WATER</em> has been in the works for a long time now, but every day I get closer and closer to finishing it, and I'm super looking forward to be able to share it with you all. At this stage, because of the unpredictability my freelance work, I don't have a set pub date, but I'm very much hoping to be able to release it to the world (in print and ePub/Kindle!) in early to mid 2019.*<span>&#8203;</span><br /><br />Until then, feel free to add <em>HELL OR HIGH WATER</em> on <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37803589" target="_blank">Goodreads</a>, give the<span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><a href="http://facebook.com/nomoreheroesnovel" target="_blank">Facebook</a><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;page a thumbs up,</span>&nbsp;and make sure you follow me on <a href="http://twitter.com/fswrites" target="_blank">Twitter</a>&nbsp;for all the latest on Vigverse releases and news on other writing projects.<br /><br />To all those who have read and loved&nbsp;<em>NO MORE HEROES</em>, and those looking forward to <em>HELL OR HIGH WATER</em>,&nbsp;kia ora koutou katoa and arohanui!</div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/book-info_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:12px;"></div>  <div class="paragraph"><strong>*(OCT 2019):</strong> Publish date for HELL OR HIGH WATER has now been shifted to 2020! Thanks for sticking by me.</div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[#KrakenFriends2018 Author Feature: B.R. Sanders [Interview & Book Trailer]]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/krakenfriends2018-author-feature-br-sanders-interview-book-trailer]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/krakenfriends2018-author-feature-br-sanders-interview-book-trailer#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2018 22:03:18 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/krakenfriends2018-author-feature-br-sanders-interview-book-trailer</guid><description><![CDATA[ 	 		 			 				 					 						                 					 								 					 						                 					 							 		 	   So far, the Kraken Collective Anniversary Event has been proving itself a great way for people to learn about some of the awesome independent queer writers out there! My experience has been no different, and recently I had the pleasure of being able to chat with the lovely B.R. Sanders, about their latest instalment in the Aerdhverse series, Extraction.Check out the interview below, have  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -0px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:50%; padding:0 0px;"> 					 						  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:0px;padding-bottom:0px;margin-left:0px;margin-right:0px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/published/br1.png?1517094986" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:0px;padding-bottom:20px;margin-left:0px;margin-right:0px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/editor/br3.png?1517095067" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:50%; padding:0 0px;"> 					 						  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:0px;padding-bottom:0px;margin-left:0px;margin-right:0px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/published/br2_1.png?1517095028" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:0px;padding-bottom:20px;margin-left:0px;margin-right:0px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/editor/br4.png?1517095148" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div class="paragraph">So far, the Kraken Collective Anniversary Event has been proving itself a great way for people to learn about some of the awesome independent queer writers out there! My experience has been no different, and recently I had the pleasure of being able to chat with the lovely B.R. Sanders, about their latest instalment in the Aerdhverse series, <em>Extraction</em>.<br /><br />Check out the interview below, have a watch of the book trailer at the bottom of the post, and make sure to get yourself a copy of&nbsp;<em>Extraction</em>&#8203;! Excellent queer high fantasy awaits you...</div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 90%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:90%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 90%;"></div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><strong><em>About EXTRACTION: A Tale of Rebellion #1</em></strong></div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -10px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:32.692414254909%; padding:0 10px;"> 					 						  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:0px;padding-bottom:0px;margin-left:0px;margin-right:0px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/published/extraction-cover-frontonly.png?1517098419" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:64.31042991928%; padding:0 10px;"> 					 						  <div class="paragraph"><em><font color="#9fb0fd" size="2">&#8203;&ldquo;There is no justice in convenience.&rdquo;<br /><br />Rethnali, a newly-minted captain in the long-standing and brutal elvish rebellion, wants to do more than keep her soldiers alive. She wants to turn the tide of the war for her people. When her old captain and mentor, Li, shows up at her camp with orders to go deep into enemy territory, she may have the opportunity to do just that.<br /><br />&#8203;But as Rethnali&rsquo;s mission unfolds, she realizes that she is just a pawn in a larger game. While she tries to protect her soldiers, she forced to decide the course of her future and the future of the elvish rebellion itself. This is a story of lives shaped by hard choices and unforeseen consequences.</font></em></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:2.9971558258114%; padding:0 10px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 90%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:90%;"></hr> <div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 90%;"></div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><strong>Hi BR! It's great to have you here today. Tell us about yourself and your work!</strong><br /><br />&nbsp; Hi! Thanks for having me! My name is B R Sanders, and I&rsquo;m a genderqueer fantasy writer. I write sci-fi sometimes, too, but mostly fantasy. I live in Denver with my family and two cats. My stories and books tend to be very character focused. In my work, I try to create the kind of stories that I wish I&rsquo;d had when I was coming to know myself&mdash;stories where being queer and trans is normal and ok, or if oppression still exists along those lines, stories where queer and trans people are surviving and thriving anyway.<br /><br /><strong>Can you tell us a little bit about <em>Extraction</em> and where it fits into the <em>Resistance</em> universe? &nbsp;</strong><br /><br />&nbsp; Yes! I have three novels out in the Aerdh universe, and I have a <a href="https://brsanderswrites.com/events-signings/">handy reading guide</a> up on my website here. The three novels are <em>Extraction, Resistance, </em>and <em>Ariah. </em>Chronologically, <a href="https://brsanderswrites.com/published-fiction/resistance/"><em>Resistance</em></a> happens first, and <a href="https://brsanderswrites.com/published-fiction/extraction/"><em>Extraction</em></a> broadens some of the threads that started in that book. A couple of the characters readers meet in <em>Resistance</em> get their own story in <em>Extraction. </em><a href="https://brsanderswrites.com/published-fiction/ariah/"><em>Ariah</em></a> takes place several decades after <em>Extraction</em>, and closes some of the loops in that story, but really <em>Ariah </em>is a completely different narrative.<br /><br /><strong>What was it like working with a new cast of characters in a familiar world and setting? &nbsp;</strong><br /><br />&nbsp; By now, they don&rsquo;t feel like a new cast. They feel like old friends. But it is something that I really love doing, because as much as I really enjoy worldbuilding, I find that it doesn&rsquo;t really crystallize until you throw characters in the mix. They also help me find new corners of a familiar landscape.<br /><br /><strong>You&rsquo;ve chosen to highlight Rethnali for this event, but <em>Extraction</em> deals with a number of primary characters. Which character in the <em>Extraction</em> cast do you identify with the most? &nbsp;</strong><br /><br />&nbsp; Rethnali carries the main narrative thread in <em>Extraction</em>, and she is the POV character who stays consistent throughout the subsequent books. But you&rsquo;re right that there are multiple POV characters in <em>Extraction</em>! The other two POV characters are also queer. There&rsquo;s Sellior, the group&rsquo;s medic, and there&rsquo;s Vathorem, Rethnali&rsquo;s second in command who learns some really important things about himself over the course of the book. I identify most with Vathorem. His struggles around others and his constant feelings of overwhelm are very much my own.<br /><br /><strong>On the flipside, which character do you identify with the least/is the hardest to write? &nbsp;</strong><br /><br />&nbsp; That&rsquo;s a hard one! I think Sellior might be the character who is least like me. He is just a very different person than me. My characters usually have a core element to their personalities that I can connect to. For Rethnali, who is way more of a go-getter than I am, its her righteous anger. For Vathorem, its his deep knowledge that something about the way his brain works is different than other people. For Sellior&hellip;it was not easy to establish that with Sellior. But he has a deep, if brittle, well of kindness I can relate to.<br /><br /><strong>What are some of your strongest influences when it comes to writing epic fantasy? &nbsp;</strong><br /><br />&nbsp; RIP, Ursula K. Le Guin! She was a massive influence on me. Herman Melville is another really big influence on my writing&mdash;the way he created microcosms, like on ships, to really zero in on the dynamics od a small group of people shows up over and over again in my own writing. I also really love the fierce quietness of Sofia Samatar&rsquo;s writing, and how her stories give voice to the voiceless.<br /><br /><strong>Can you give us an idea of what&rsquo;s in store for fans and future readers of your work? &nbsp;</strong><br /><br /><em>&nbsp; Extraction</em> is the first volume in the A Tale of Rebellion series. I&rsquo;ve scoped out three more books after this one, and I&rsquo;m really excited about them! Pirates are going to show up. A teaser chapter of the second book in the series, <em>The Incoming Tide</em>, will be available to my Patreon subscribers for those who are interested! Folks can check that out <a href="https://brsanderswrites.com/support-b-r-sanders/">here</a>.<br /></div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 90%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:90%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 90%;"></div></div>  <div class="wsite-youtube" style="margin-bottom:10px;margin-top:0px;"><div class="wsite-youtube-wrapper wsite-youtube-size-auto wsite-youtube-align-center"> <div class="wsite-youtube-container">  <iframe src="//www.youtube.com/embed/3Q82-qlUiRc?wmode=opaque" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe> </div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><em><font size="2">Edited by Michelle Kan</font></em></div>  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:10px;"></div>  <div class="paragraph">&#8203;<strong style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Thank you for joining us, B.R.! If this has piqued your interest (and I'm sure it has!)</strong><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;<strong>make sure you nab yourself a copy of&nbsp;</strong></span><strong style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)"><em>Extraction&nbsp;</em>off <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Extraction-Tale-Rebellion-Book-1-ebook/dp/B076GQXH8B" target="_blank">Kindle</a> or <a href="https://gumroad.com/l/OpXMW" target="_blank">Gumroad</a>, which is just 99c until 1 Feb 2018!</strong></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rā Whānau ki te Kraken Collective! [#KrakenFriends2018 Anniversary Event]]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/ra-whanau-ki-te-kraken-collective-krakenfriends2018-anniversary-event]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/ra-whanau-ki-te-kraken-collective-krakenfriends2018-anniversary-event#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2018 01:18:43 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/ra-whanau-ki-te-kraken-collective-krakenfriends2018-anniversary-event</guid><description><![CDATA[       Ka mau te wehi &ndash; the #KrakenFriends2018 event is finally here! Independent publishing alliance The Kraken Collective is nearly a year old &ndash; and to celebrate they're holding a weeklong festival on Twitter celebrating some queer books by indie authors! There'll be author and book features, excerpts galore, and even an online personality quiz!As part of the event, I have the pleasure to announce that No More Heroes&nbsp;has been invited to join the likes of 18 other superb indie  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/kraken-friends-sales-sales-banner_1_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph">Ka mau te wehi &ndash; the #KrakenFriends2018 event is finally here! Independent publishing alliance The Kraken Collective is nearly a year old &ndash; and to celebrate they're holding a weeklong festival on Twitter celebrating some queer books by indie authors! There'll be author and book features, excerpts galore, and even an online personality quiz!<br /><br />As part of the event, I have the pleasure to announce that <em>No More Heroes</em>&nbsp;has been invited to join the likes of 18 other superb indie SFF titles, and will be<strong> on sale for 99c on <a href="http://amzn.to/2lJxpBm" target="_blank">Kindle</a> and <a href="http://gum.co/nomoreheroes" target="_blank">Gumroad</a>.</strong> Brave new characters and bright new worlds&nbsp; await you, so make sure to nab yourself a title while you can!</div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0px;margin-right:0px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/kraken-friends-sales-all-covers_1_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">Just look at all these rad titles on sale!</div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">You can also find out which of our queer heroes you are by taking part in the&nbsp;</span><strong style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)"><a href="https://uquiz.com/nQUyty" target="_blank">Kraken SFF Personality Quiz</a></strong><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">! If you prove yourself a likeminded character, one of the&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">No More Heroes&nbsp;</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">crew may even reveal themselves to you...!&nbsp;</span></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/kraken-friends-sales-quiz-banner_1_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&#8203;For this event I'll also have the privilege of spotlighting BR Sanders and their latest Aerdhverse instalment,&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/Extraction-Tale-Rebellion-Book-1-ebook/dp/B076GQXH8B" target="_blank">Extraction</a></em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">, released last November &ndash; so keep an eye out for some very cool and special features coming very soon!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)"><strong>Happy Birthday, Kraken Collective</strong> &ndash; congratulations on your one year anniversary, and may you continue to bring us even more excellent indie specfic for many years to come.&nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&#128522;</span><br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Make sure you follow&nbsp;</span><a href="https://twitter.com/KrakenColl" target="_blank">@KrakenColl</a><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;and the&nbsp;</span><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)"><a href="https://twitter.com/search?q=%23KrakenFriends2018" target="_blank">#KrakenFriends2018</a></span><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;tag on Twitter for all the latest happenings. To find out more on the event, check out the official Kraken press release&nbsp;</span><strong style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)"><a href="https://www.krakencollectivebooks.com/krakenfriends2018/" target="_blank">here</a></strong><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">!</span></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Ace Vigilantes of No More Heroes [Asexual Awareness Week Wrap-Up]]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/the-ace-vigilantes-of-no-more-heroes-asexual-awareness-week-wrap-up]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/the-ace-vigilantes-of-no-more-heroes-asexual-awareness-week-wrap-up#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2017 11:00:00 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[No More Heroes]]></category><category><![CDATA[Representation]]></category><category><![CDATA[Wrap Up Posts]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/the-ace-vigilantes-of-no-more-heroes-asexual-awareness-week-wrap-up</guid><description><![CDATA[Many of the characters I write tend to be ace/aro by unconscious default. This was true even before asexual and aromantic were words in my vocabulary! Although not yet explicitly stated in-text,&nbsp;No More Heroes&nbsp;follows in this same vein, with many of the cast being somewhere on the ace/aro spectrums &ndash; so for #AsexualAwarenessWeek I released a tweet+graphic each day specifying some of the orientations of the Ace VIgilantes amongst the crew. Check it out!&nbsp;   	 		 			 				 					 [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="paragraph">Many of the characters I write tend to be ace/aro by unconscious default. This was true even before asexual and aromantic were words in my vocabulary! Although not yet explicitly stated in-text,&nbsp;<em>No More Heroes</em>&nbsp;follows in this same vein, with many of the cast being somewhere on the ace/aro spectrums &ndash; so for #AsexualAwarenessWeek I released a tweet+graphic each day specifying some of the orientations of the Ace VIgilantes amongst the crew. Check it out!&nbsp;</div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:13.756613756614%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:10px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:72.172096908939%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:14.071289334447%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:10px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/1-clare_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><strong>Clare, aka AURAE.</strong> Asexual/aromantic.<br />&#8203;Quick wits &amp; fast feet. bright &amp; bubbly, Has a lot of love in her heart.</div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/2-linus_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><strong>Linus, aka EIDOLON.</strong> Grey ace maybe/bi???romantic (a questioning boy).<br />&#8203;Proud Samoan. Compassionate, sweet &amp; intuitive.</div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/3-fang_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><strong>&#8203;Fang, aka RESONANCE. </strong>Asexual/greyromantic.<br />&#8203;Cool &amp; confident. Small but strong, a capable &amp; adaptable Vigilante.</div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/4-rehua_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><strong>&#8203;Joshua, aka REHUA.</strong> Grey ace/grey+panromantic.<br />&#8203;Has a heart of gold. Gentle &amp; warm, a strong &amp; dependable guardian.</div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/5-artifice_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><strong>Shaan, aka ARTIFICE.</strong> Asexual/demi+homoromantic.<br />&#8203;Calm &amp; collected. Charismatic &amp; intelligent, but difficult to read.</div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/6-faraday_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><strong>Faye, aka FARADAY. </strong>Demisexual/biromantic.<br />&#8203;Sharp tongue &amp; sweet laughter. Quick wit &amp; charm, but deadly to oppose.</div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 30px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><font size="4" style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Find out more about the Vigilante universe</font><br /><font size="4" style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&#8203;</font><strong style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)"><font size="5"><a href="http://nomoreheroesnovel.com/about.html#buy" target="_blank">Get your copy of No More Heroes today!</a></font></strong></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[No More Heroes on Gumroad!]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-on-gumroad]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-on-gumroad#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 26 Sep 2017 11:00:00 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[No More Heroes]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-on-gumroad</guid><description><![CDATA[Woohoo!&nbsp;As always, it's available for both Kindle and ePub and comes with some bonus digital wallpapers, just for you.&nbsp;Check it out!&nbsp; [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="paragraph" style="text-align:left;"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Woohoo!&nbsp;As always, it's available for both Kindle and ePub and comes with some bonus digital wallpapers, just for you.&nbsp;</span><strong style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)"><a href="http://gumroad.com/l/nomoreheroes" target="_blank">Check it out!</a>&nbsp;</strong><br /></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Te Wīki o Te Reo Māori [Māori Language Week Wrap-Up]]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/te-wiki-o-te-reo-maori-maori-language-week-wrap-up]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/te-wiki-o-te-reo-maori-maori-language-week-wrap-up#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 17 Sep 2017 06:36:12 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[No More Heroes]]></category><category><![CDATA[Representation]]></category><category><![CDATA[Wrap-Up Posts]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/te-wiki-o-te-reo-maori-maori-language-week-wrap-up</guid><description><![CDATA[For M&#257;ori Language Week this year, I decided to do something a little different and translate some of the key aspects of&nbsp;No More Heroes&nbsp;into Te Reo M&#257;ori. I shared one for every day of the week, focusing on some of the unique concepts, characters and locales of my little universe.Big thanks to Kia and Indya for looking over my translations for me and generally being awesome human beings. Koia kei a k&#257;toa!   	 		 			 				 					 						     					 								 					 						       [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="paragraph">For M&#257;ori Language Week this year, I decided to do something a little different and translate some of the key aspects of&nbsp;<em>No More Heroes</em>&nbsp;into Te Reo M&#257;ori. I shared one for every day of the week, focusing on some of the unique concepts, characters and locales of my little universe.<br /><br />Big thanks to Kia and Indya for looking over my translations for me and generally being awesome human beings. Koia kei a k&#257;toa!</div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:13.76267242812%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:10px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:71.107971857515%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:15.129355714365%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:10px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/1kupu-vigilante_2_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:2.3086863338376%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:94.494100372485%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:left;"><strong>Ng&#257; Kaitieki-Maru&#257;p&#333;&nbsp;</strong>&ndash;&nbsp;<em>The Keepers (Kaitieki) of the Night (Maru&#257;p&#333;)<br /></em><br /><strong>The Vigilantes.</strong> Rulers of the night and watchers of their cities, they use their unique Abilities to fight for the things they believe in.</div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:3.197213293677%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/2kupu-vigilante_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:1.9498223696425%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:94.553386111861%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="paragraph"><strong>Kaha-Maru&#257;p&#333;&nbsp;</strong>&ndash;&nbsp;<em>Energy (Kaha) of the Night (Maru&#257;po)</em><br /><br /><strong>Abilities.</strong>&nbsp;The unique, paranormal powers that a Vigilante possesses, which are strongest and most apparent at night.</div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:3.4967915184963%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/3kupu-vigilante_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:2.5548606103723%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:93.948406054096%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="paragraph"><strong>Pauku-Maru&#257;p&#333;&nbsp;</strong>&ndash;&nbsp;<em>War Cloak (Pauku) of the Night (Maru&#257;p&#333;)<br /><br /></em><strong>Alias.</strong>&nbsp;The name that a Vigilante adopts to protect their true identity and compartmentalise their dual lives.<br /></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:3.4967333355313%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/4kupu-vigilante_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:2.2523486674939%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:94.402234182847%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="paragraph"><strong>Te-Moenga-o-Hine-Au</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; <em>The Sleeping Place (Moenga) of the Mist Maiden (Hine-Au)<br /><br /></em><strong>The City.</strong>&nbsp;A sprawling concrete labyrinth. Unique and well-known for the wispy, low=lying fog that shrouds its streets at night.<br /></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:3.3454171496589%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/5kupu-vigilante_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:1.9486961451247%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:94.55453788262%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="paragraph"><strong>Te Kaitiaki Rehua</strong>&nbsp;&ndash; <em>The Guardian (Kaitiaki), Rehua<br /><br /></em><strong>Joshua Te Waiariki.&nbsp;</strong>Alias&nbsp;<em>Rehua</em>, a Vigilante with the Ability of healing. Named for the M&#257;ori God said to reside amongst the stars.<br /></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:3.496765972255%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/6kupu-vigilante_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:2.4022108843537%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:94.706265470093%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="paragraph"><strong>Ng&#257; Kaitieki-K&#333;huru&nbsp;</strong>&ndash;&nbsp;<em>The Killers (Kohuru) of the Keepers (Kaitieki)<br /><br /></em><strong>The Vigilante Killers.</strong>&nbsp;Responsible for the deaths of many Vigilante prior to&nbsp;<em>No More Heroes</em>, their identities are a mystery.<br /></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:2.8915236455532%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0;margin-right:0;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/7kupu-vigilante_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:2.5533824640967%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:95.00903352291%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="paragraph"><strong>Kua Kore He Toa&nbsp;</strong>&ndash;&nbsp;<em>No More (Kua Kore) Champions (Toa)</em><br /><br /><strong><em>No More Heroes.</em>&nbsp;</strong>Vigilante action, rad fights, and a mystery to be solved. Care to join the fray?</div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:2.4375840129929%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 30px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><font size="4">Find out more about the Vigilante universe</font><br /><font size="4">&#8203;</font><strong><font size="5"><a href="http://nomoreheroesnovel.com/about.html#buy" target="_blank">Get your copy of No More Heroes today!</a></font></strong></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[No More Heroes – Clear Night, Bright Light, First Spark I See Tonight (Short Story)]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-clear-night-bright-light-first-spark-i-see-tonight-short-story]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-clear-night-bright-light-first-spark-i-see-tonight-short-story#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jun 2017 06:11:41 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[No More Heroes]]></category><category><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-clear-night-bright-light-first-spark-i-see-tonight-short-story</guid><description><![CDATA[       It was a cool night of a warm day in the heart of the City.&nbsp;The breeze was light, the ever-present night fog swirling thinly along the footpath, carrying a diffused echo of the streetlamps and shop neons above in its ghostly cotton curls. The sky above was clear and cloudless, the Milky Way and its denizens bright and beautiful, and the sweet sound of crickets could be heard in the air.&nbsp;In other words, it was a Perfect Night &ndash; but on this night of all nights it was especia [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:20px;padding-bottom:20px;margin-left:20px;margin-right:20px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/star_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><strong>It was a cool night of a warm day in the heart of the City.<br /></strong>&nbsp;<br />The breeze was light, the ever-present night fog swirling thinly along the footpath, carrying a diffused echo of the streetlamps and shop neons above in its ghostly cotton curls. The sky above was clear and cloudless, the Milky Way and its denizens bright and beautiful, and the sweet sound of crickets could be heard in the air.<br />&nbsp;<br />In other words, it was a Perfect Night &ndash; but on this night of all nights it was especially perfect.</div>  <div>  <!--BLOG_SUMMARY_END--></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;">&#10021;&#10021;&#10021;</div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:left;"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">In a quiet little suburb towards the west of the City, a young man with a freckled face and a thick shock of tousled brown hair sat on the front steps of a two storey flat and waited. His scarf, green as his t-shirt, was tied neatly around his right arm as always, the feeling familiar and comforting to him &ndash; a reminder of his role and responsibility as a watcher of this city.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Though he sat patiently, his serious face turned upwards to the sky, in his mind he had already left the flat, tracing a mental route through oft-traversed streets and over rooftop pathways to get to his intended destination for that night.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Kei te reri, e hoa</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Shockwave turned on the step. In the open doorway behind him stood Rehua, faithful friend and loyal partner in non-crime, dark eyes creased in a smile as warm as the night was cool. In one hand he held his own scarf, and as he stepped down onto the landing he began to tie deftly it around his arm, the dark red colour almost blending into the sleeve of his bomber jacket.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Just waiting for you, mate,&rdquo; Shockwave replied easily, and he rose from the steps and dusted off the knees of his navy sweatpants. &ldquo;No hurry, though. We&rsquo;ve got time.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Yeah, right,&rdquo; Rehua replied, pulling the knot on his scarf tight. &ldquo;You always say that. Res would say we&rsquo;re running late.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Shockwave rolled his eyes and gave a wry smile, reaching past his friend to pull the front door shut.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Typical Res,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;Always early.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;More like typical&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">you</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">,&rdquo; Rehua retorted. &ldquo;Always &lsquo;just on time&rsquo;.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Just on time is still on time.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Rehua only scoffed, following after his friend as he descended the front steps.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Speaking of, where&rsquo;s Res at tonight? Is she coming?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Shockwave nodded and turned right out onto the main street.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;She said she&rsquo;ll meet us there. She got called in to help out with some other crew tonight, so&ndash;&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Hey!&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Kei te haere koe ki hea</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Shockwave turned to see Rehua had begun to head left upon exiting the front gate, a baffled look on his face.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Where am I going?&rdquo; Shockwave echoed, equally confused. &ldquo;Where are&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">you</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;going? It&rsquo;s this way.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Sure, if you want to arrive by next year. This way&rsquo;s faster.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Shockwave snorted.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;As if.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">The two of them locked eyes and in the silence their challenge was made.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Walking only?&rdquo; Rehua offered.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Shockwave nodded stoutly.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Walking only.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">The second they turned their backs on each other, they both took off running into the night.</span><br /></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;">&#10021;&#10021;&#10021;</div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Two Districts over, in the middle of the City, two teenagers stood by the wide window of a shiny new skyscraper and marvelled at the glittering cityscape below.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Clare breathed onto the glass and traced a little cloud into the mist with a finger.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;I can&rsquo;t believe they don&rsquo;t just let people up here, you know?&rdquo; She shoved her hands into the pockets of her blue jeans and watched her little mist drawing evaporate. &ldquo;Construction&rsquo;s done, the place is all furnished, and like, eighty percent of the floors haven&rsquo;t even been leased out yet. Why not invite people in to have a look at how cool things are from above, right?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Uh huh. Or better yet,&rdquo; Linus added, tossing his curls out of his eyes. &ldquo;Let some folks live up here while it&rsquo;s vacated, yeah? Share some of that&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">alofa</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;with the city.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Totally.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Clare breathed in deep, taking in the smell of new wood furniture and freshly painted walls, and smiled.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Reminds me of summers down at the beach,&rdquo; she said. &ldquo;My&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">pappo&uacute;li</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;used to have a bach up by the West Coast before he passed away. Smelled kinda like this. More salty and less metal though.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Linus smiled, wriggling his socked feet against the carpet beneath him.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;The view from up here is something else, huh?&rdquo; His blue eyes were fixated on the coloured dots of light eighteen storeys below, but he was staring someplace even further than Clare could see. &ldquo;Puts me in a good mood.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Oh yeah?&rdquo; Clare glanced at Linus. &ldquo;Like what &ndash; a Top Vigilante Crime-Fightin&rsquo; kinda mood?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Mm, I&rsquo;m thinking more like a creative kind of mood?&rdquo; Linus thought for a second, then nodded. &ldquo;Yeah. Like writing a song.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Oh yeah? What&rsquo;s your song called then?&rdquo; Clare sat down on the floor and lay back on the plush red wool, folding her hands behind her head. Linus followed suit, humming thoughtfully.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;I&rsquo;ve got a few ideas,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;But I&rsquo;m thinking maybe, &lsquo;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">He was a good looking dude, but it&rsquo;s too bad about the murder thing</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&rsquo;.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Clare laughed out loud, but then caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall to their feet and gasped. Launching herself upwards into a sitting position, she pulled her phone out of her back pocket and looked to Linus with alarm on her face.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;The time!&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Linus glanced at the clock on the wall and surprise crossed his features.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Shoot.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">The two of them scrambled to their feet, Clare snatching her indigo anorak off the floor and Linus all but diving for his shoes.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Mallory&rsquo;s gonna kill us,&rdquo; Clare groaned, shoving arms into her sleeves. &ldquo;We&rsquo;re gonna be late!&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Linus straightened and the two of them stared at each other. For a second there was dead silence, but then they both burst out laughing, the sound bouncing off the walls and furniture and echoing throughout the vacant floor.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Oh man.&rdquo; Linus&rsquo; shoulders were still shaking with laughter as he zipped up his white and grey hoodie. &ldquo;D&rsquo;you think that&rsquo;ll ever get old?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Never,&rdquo; Clare replied, grinning. &ldquo;You ready?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Always.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">They stood to face the window they&rsquo;d been citygazing out of moments before. Linus placed one hand on the glass and held out his other hand to Clare, who took it as she had many times before. Their faces lit up with effervescent smiles, they stepped up onto the windowsill and leaned into the glass, vanishing into its crystalline surface like raindrops into a pond.</span><br /></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&#10021;&#10021;&#10021;</span></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">In a small theatre house at the edge of the Entertainment District, a large team of cast and crew all shook out their limbs and prepared to finish up for the night. Above them, a small figure up in the rafters waited in silence for the stage to be empty before making their way through the darkness and deftly traversing the gangway towards a ladder at the backmost wall.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">When they reached the ladder, they headed up instead of down, swiftly ascending the rungs with the agility of a gymnast to slip through the roof hatch and step out into the night.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Straightening up on the theatre roof, Fang stretched her arms up above her head and smiled. It felt good to be out here tonight. She&rsquo;d spent the last few hours skulking around in the dark, making her presence as unnoticeable as possible while still doing the job she was called in to do &ndash; and while stealth was definitely a specialty of hers, there was nothing better than having the freedom of movement. Up here on the rooftops, she had free reign of the City and all the obstacles it had to offer. What could be better than that?</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">The hatch Fang had just climbed out of opened then, and a red-haired girl dressed all in black poked her head out and smiled at her.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Thought you might be up here.&rdquo; She said. &ldquo;Thanks for all the help tonight. Sorry again for calling you in last minute &ndash; and tonight of all nights, too.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Hey, don&rsquo;t worry about it.&rdquo; Fang flashed the girl a thumbs-up. &ldquo;Always happy to help.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;I&rsquo;ll leave you to it then,&rdquo; the girl said, and prepared to duck back down. Before she did, she cast one last, lingering glance of admiration back at Fang.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;You really are as good as they say!&rdquo; she said, then closed the hatch and disappeared.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Fang drank in the cool air of the City and grinned. As much as she enjoyed her work, she was glad to be out here in the open again. It had been a long day for her, and an even longer week &ndash; she&rsquo;d been looking forward to tonight for a little while now, and by the looks of it the weather was perfect for it.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">A breeze swept over her bare arms then, and Fang shivered a little. Well, alright. Maybe it was a little bit on the cool side. But what was a little wind-chill to Fang? She was a Vigilante. She&rsquo;d run her fair share of nights, seen her fair share of sights, fought her fair share of fights. After all the things she&rsquo;d been through, a little weather wasn&rsquo;t about to hold her back from an evening out.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Although, Fang thought as she gave a sneeze, her immune system was a different matter. She could hear the scolding from her teammate already.&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">E hika e!</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">, he would lament,&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Bring a top, for crying out loud. Your Ability&rsquo;s no defence against T&#257;whiri-m&#257;tea&rsquo;s might!</em><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Sorry, partner,&rdquo; Fang said out loud. &ldquo;Look like I forgot again.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Pulling out her phone from the pocket of her sweatpants &ndash; black tonight, like her t-shirt &ndash; she checked the time and nodded. Good &ndash; she could still make it with minutes to spare. She reached back over her shoulder and pushed her phone through the opening of the drawstring bag on her back, pulling the cord tight; the bag&rsquo;s leather strap with its brown and blue triangles settled comfortably in the crook of her neck, and the sensation soothed her in its simple familiarity. Pulling out her blue scarf from the waistband of her sweats, she shook it out and tied it loosely around her neck.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Walking towards the wall of the building next to the theatre, she rolled her shoulders in preparation for her run and began to contemplate. How would she make her way to her destination tonight? Would she stay skywards and traverse the City&rsquo;s network of rooftops, crossing gantries and shimmying along metal cables? Or maybe she&rsquo;d head down to ground level, vaulting railings and running alleyways and leaping down flights of stairs? More likely it&rsquo;d be a mix of both &ndash; rooftops, railings and mid-levels all. She was in the mood to be a little more playful tonight &ndash; it&rsquo;d put her in the right mindset for what was to come later.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Drawing in a deep lungful of air, Fang closed her eyes, held her breath, then slowly exhaled and counted to ten. When she opened her eyes again, she was a different person.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">The Vigilante Resonance pulled her scarf up over her nose and mouth, took hold of the drainpipe of the building before her, and swiftly began to climb.</span></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&#10021;&#10021;&#10021;</span></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Thirty minutes away, in a brightly lit stretch of streets by the Shopping District, a tall silhouette with a long brown ponytail stood in the white glow cast by the neon lights of a convenience store with two shopping bags at her feet. Slipping her earphones into her ears, she pressed play on her music, picked up the heavy cargo at her sides and began to walk.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">With a lightness in her step and a twinkle in her eye, Mallory made her way eastwards in the second stage of her three-stage mission for tonight. The first stage had already been completed &ndash; the bags at her sides and the jingling of the loose change in the pocket of her mechanic&rsquo;s overalls was a testament to that. The second stage was the longest, but easiest part &ndash; the journey. If she had been Clare or Linus, it would have been both quick and easy, but she didn&rsquo;t have the skills that they did. The third and final part was even easier than that, but by the butterflies in Mallory&rsquo;s gut, one could have been fooled otherwise.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Mallory wasn&rsquo;t often the kind of person to show big emotions outwardly. Being expressive and emotional was Clare and Linus&rsquo; jobs &ndash; staying cool, calm and collected at all times was hers. It was how they managed to dial back on the trouble they encountered often these days.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">That being said, on this night Mallory found herself almost buzzing with excitement. It was such a little thing, this mission that they had tonight, and yet the prospect of it filled her heart with its simple happiness. Or perhaps it was less the specifics of their quest and more the company she would be spending it alongside. Who could tell, really?</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">She nodded along in gentle time to her soundtrack, her plastic bags rustling at her sides as she went. After a little while, lost in her own thoughts, Mallory suddenly became aware of the sound of&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">something</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;through her music.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">She stopped walking and raised a hand to take out an earbud, cocking her head to listen the racket with a perplexed expression. How strange it was to say that this sound was so familiar to her now. The grunts of exertion, the roars of fury, the tussle of fists and fabric &ndash; it was the sound of a fight. But a street fight out here at this hour? It wasn&rsquo;t even close to midnight yet. Either there were civilians were out here getting sloshed already (considering the night, she wouldn&rsquo;t be surprised) or someone had a serious axe to grind.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Another voice echoed out of the dark then &ndash;&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;You can do better than that!&rdquo;</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;it said &ndash; and Mallory felt her whole body lighten.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Turning abruptly on her heels, she began to walk quickly towards the noises, making her way through a serpentine labyrinth of side streets until&ndash;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">There. In the alleyway before her. Leather-gloved fists flying, combat boots kicking, and long brown braid swinging with the momentum of her movements, the infamous Fisticuffs, local Urban Legend and Vigilante Army-Of-One, stood her ground against the force of an angry mob, laughing in the faces of her aggressors. Half her assailants were already on the ground with split lips and grazed faces, groaning in pain &ndash; the rest stood tentatively around her, seeming to want to attack but not wanting to join their companions on the concrete.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Maybe it was the rustle of Mallory&rsquo;s plastic bags in the wind or maybe it was the sensing of the Vigilante energy that they both shared, but Fisticuffs looked up from her fight then to look straight towards her. The second their eyes met, her antagonising grin became more amicable, and she straightened and dusted off the shoulders of her tough charcoal jacket.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Hey, lady!&rdquo; she said cheerfully, raising her hand in greeting. &ldquo;Whatcha up to?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Mallory smiled wryly, more to herself than anyone else, and adjusted her hold on her bags.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Did you forget?&rdquo; she called back. &ldquo;About tonight.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Forget?&rdquo; Fisticuffs&rsquo; brow crinkled in confusion. &ldquo;Forget what &ndash; oh.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Mallory laughed a little.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;I thought so,&rdquo; she said. Then she nodded. &ldquo;Watch out.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">One of the mob, seeing an opening, took the opportunity to take a swing at Fisticuffs, but she batted his arm away and slammed her fist into his gut, dropping him to the ground. The last two assailants left standing stepped backwards immediately, their resolve faltering at this easy win.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Fisticuffs turned back to regard Mallory again and laughed, and the pure amusement in the sound made Mallory&rsquo;s heart flutter.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Okay, okay,&rdquo; Fisticuffs raised her hands in defeat. &ldquo;I remember now. Just give me a minute, alright? I&rsquo;ll finish up and be right there.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Mallory raised an eyebrow.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Promise?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Fisticuffs winked at her.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Promise.&rdquo;</span></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&#10021;&#10021;&#10021;</span></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Clare and Linus alighted on the cobblestones behind the City&rsquo;s newest events centre, a wide, imposing structure of metal and glass situated on the Waterfront&rsquo;s main stretch. The night fog swirled around their feet as they landed, and Clare surveyed their surroundings with interest. The sound of footsteps and animated chatter could be heard from over the other side of the building &ndash; the buzz of a crowd on their way to a show.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Upon realising their exit point, Linus rubbed at the back of his neck in a sheepish fashion.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Sorry. I mean to get closer but I got excited.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Clare laughed.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;You doof,&rdquo; she said affectionately. &ldquo;At least it was around the back. Come on, then.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">They were still holding hands. Clare pulled Linus out into the open air and the two of them disappeared into the fog like smoke into the wind.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">When they whirled out of the fog again a second later they were twenty minutes away from their initial location, standing at the edge of the container terminal on the other side of the Waterfront.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">A long, dark shadow sat amidst the faint wisps of mist scattered across the harbour&rsquo;s still, inky waters, and Clare pointed towards it.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;There it is!&rdquo; she declared proudly. &ldquo;A perfect view of the mark.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;And five minutes to go,&rdquo; Linus added, pulling back his sleeve to check his watch. &ldquo;No way would we have gotten this good a view this late at our usual spot!&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;About time!&rdquo; came a voice from somewhere nearby.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Clare and Linus turned to face the wall of corrugated steel behind them to see Mallory two crates up, leaning out from over the lip of a shipping container to peer down at them.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Mal!&rdquo; Clare spread out her arms in an enthusiastic greeting. &ldquo;You&rsquo;re here!&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Yeah, and you&rsquo;re not,&rdquo; Mallory replied teasingly. &ldquo;So much for getting here before me. Get up here already.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Once Clare and Linus had clambered up the side of the containers to join Mallory, they settled down beside her and sat back to admire the view.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Sure can&rsquo;t beat the City on a good day!&rdquo; Clare remarked. &ldquo;Always something to see, something to do&hellip;&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;And someone to punch,&rdquo; another voice broke in, and the three teens turned around to see Fisticuffs and Resonance appear over the side of the container and pull themselves up to join them. Clare and Linus cheered in unison.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">As Fisticuffs knelt down beside Mallory, she placed a hand on her shoulder.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Told ya I&rsquo;d get here on time, didn&rsquo;t I?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Only because I reminded you,&rdquo; Mallory pointed out.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Fisticuffs laughed.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;As if I&rsquo;d ever forget to make good on a date.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Hope you haven&rsquo;t been waiting too long,&rdquo; Resonance said apologetically, throwing herself down beside Linus. &ldquo;Meant to be here earlier but it&rsquo;s been a busy day.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;No rest for the wicked, huh?&rdquo; Linus grinned.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Resonance laughed and slipped off her bag to tuck it between her knees.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Damn straight,&rdquo; she replied. &ldquo;Now where are those boys of mine?&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Clare opened her mouth to speak but then a distant, low rumbling interrupted her, and they all swivelled around in their seats to look out over the container yard behind them.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Resonance looked left, then right, then laughed.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Never mind.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Over the tops of the container stacks to their distant right came a tall, broad-shouldered figure in red and black, and to the distant left, another, slighter form in green and grey and navy blue &ndash; Rehua and Shockwave, running and jumping with long, dynamic strides over the maze of shipping containers before them. It was hard to tell when they were at opposing sides of the terminal, but it seemed as if Rehua had the barest of leads in their ostensible race &ndash; that is, until Shockwave took the penultimate gap with a dive front that put him ahead of Rehua by a split second, allowing him to land on the final container just a toe before his partner did.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">They both straightened up, out of breath and barely able to speak, and Shockwave regarded his friend with a triumphant look.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Told you,&rdquo; he managed to get out.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Rehua pointed at Shockwave severely.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Walking only</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">,&rdquo; he puffed, and Shockwave snorted and punched him lightly in the arm.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Looks like everyone&rsquo;s here then!&rdquo; Linus pumped a fist in the air.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Clare snapped her fingers at Mallory with a grin.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Looks like it! Time to pass &lsquo;em out, Mal!&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Mallory reached into her shopping bags and began to pull out bottle after glass bottle of soda. She passed two up to Shockwave and Rehua, who both took them gratefully, but while Rehua opened his with ease, Shockwave struggled for a second before wordlessly holding it back out to Mallory.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Mallory smiled. Without touching the drink, she made a motion with her thumb as if flipping a coin, and the metal cap of the bottle flew off with a&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">ping</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">. Shockwave half-nodded at Mallory in thanks before throwing back his head and downing half the bottle in one gulp.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Look who&rsquo;s just on time then.&rdquo; Resonance nudged Shockwave as he sat down on her other side. &ldquo;Could&rsquo;ve counted on that.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Just on time is still on time,&rdquo; Shockwave replied easily, between gulps of soda. &ldquo;You&rsquo;re just too early.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;And look who forgot to bring a top.&rdquo; Rehua nudged Resonance as he sat down behind her. Drawing a bundle from the inside of his bomber jacket, he shook it out with one hand to unfold a cardigan &ndash; much too small to be his &ndash; and draped it over Resonance&rsquo;s shoulders. &ldquo;Could&rsquo;ve counted on&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">that</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">On the opposite side of the Waterfront from the terminal, tiny little lights could be seen amidst the silhouette of the crowds. Clare checked the time on her phone and nudged Linus and Mallory on either side of her.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;I think it&rsquo;s time,&rdquo; she said in a hushed, excited whisper. &ldquo;And three, two&hellip;&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">There was a shriek and a shrill whistle from the barge in middle of the harbour and a series of golden fireworks rocketed into the air to explode in a massive golden bouquet that lit up the clear night sky. They were followed by three, four, five more explosions, all bright colours and twinkling stardust, filling the air with noise and light and Clare&rsquo;s heart with so much happiness that she thought she would burst.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">She turned to regard the Vigilantes surrounding her and raised her soda into the air.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;A toast!&rdquo; she declared emphatically. &ldquo;To the City &ndash; Happy Anniversary Day! To the M&#257;ori New Year &ndash; Happy Matariki! And to us &ndash; the coolest dang bunch of Vigilantes this city has ever seen!&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Resonance laughed.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;A pretty bold claim for such a newly minted Vig,&rdquo; she said. &ldquo;But I&rsquo;ll drink to that.&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Gon bui!</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Cheers!&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">They all clinked their bottles together and took a collective drink. Fisticuffs lowered her soda and leaned in close to speak to Mallory, holding her bottle up towards her.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;And here&rsquo;s another one,&rdquo; she said. &ldquo;To the coolest mechanic-Vig I&rsquo;ve ever met.&rdquo;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">The braided Vigilante winked and took another sip of soda and Mallory flushed pink. Nonetheless, she found herself smiling, feeling as light and bubbly as the soda she was drinking. Perhaps it was less the specifics of their mission tonight, and more the company after all.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">As the fireworks continued, the echoes of celebration came from the crowds on the other side of the Waterfront and Rehua raised his own soda to them in acknowledgement. He looked at the sparkling red flowers blooming in the sky, then to Resonance and Shockwave sitting before him, watching in rapture; Shockwave with his serious eyes and Resonance with her warm smile, cardigan wrapped around her shoulders.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Kia pai tou t&#257;tou Matariki, e hoa ma,</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&rdquo; Rehua murmured fondly, and smiled.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Clare watched a shower of silver sparkles rain from the sky with a fizzle and put her soda down, linking arms with Linus and Mallory and pulling them in close. She thought about the City, about her night life as a Vigilante, and of her friends here beside her whom she loved with all her heart.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Do you think this&rsquo;ll ever get old?&rdquo; she asked softly, almost reverentially, watching the fireworks&rsquo; glittering trailing vanish into the mirror-like surface of the harbour.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Linus glanced towards her then looked up at the stars and smiled.</span><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&ldquo;Never.&rdquo;</span></div>  <div><div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <h2 class="wsite-content-title" style="text-align:center;"><font size="4">To everyone who has read NO MORE HEROES so far</font><br /><font color="#6e86f2"><strong><font size="5">&#8203;THANK YOU ALL!</font></strong></font><br /><br /><font size="4">I hope you will all enjoy the adventures that are still to come.</font><br /><strong><font color="#6e86f2" size="4">STAY GOLD, AND KEEP FIGHTING THE GOOD FIGHT!</font></strong></h2>  <div><div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 20px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>  <h2 class="wsite-content-title" style="text-align:center;"><font size="4">Find out more about the Vigilante universe</font><br /><a href="https://www.nomoreheroesnovel.com/about.html#Buy" target="_blank"><font size="4">&#8203;</font><strong><font size="5">Get your copy of No More Heroes today!</font></strong></a></h2>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[NO MORE HEROES Kindle ed. – Price Drop!]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-kindle-ed-price-drop]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-kindle-ed-price-drop#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2017 05:48:26 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-kindle-ed-price-drop</guid><description><![CDATA[For a limited time, the NO MORE HEROES eBook is available on Kindle for only $0.99USD! If you've been waiting for an opportunity to get it, now's your chance! Come on and join the fray! [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="paragraph">For a limited time, the NO MORE HEROES eBook is available on Kindle for only $0.99USD! If you've been waiting for an opportunity to get it, now's your chance! <strong><a href="http://amzn.to/2lJxpBm" target="_blank">Come on and join the fray!</a></strong></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[NO MORE HEROES 2 – Progress Update + Adventures in Character Diversity]]></title><link><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-2-progress-update-adventures-in-character-diversity]]></link><comments><![CDATA[https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-2-progress-update-adventures-in-character-diversity#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2017 11:00:00 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/blog/no-more-heroes-2-progress-update-adventures-in-character-diversity</guid><description><![CDATA[       Since the start of the year&nbsp;I've been pretty consistently spending most of my evenings working on the draft of NO MORE HEROES 2. Technically this is my second pass at it &ndash; I initially started during NaNoWriMo 2015, but there were a lot of holes, I didn't finish it, and I was never super happy with what I had, even though I did hit 50K.I took a well-needed break after NaNo ended before coming back to the basics in July 2016 and wrestling the entire outline into something more un [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:20px;margin-left:30px;margin-right:30px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/person-woman-apple-hotel-copy_orig.jpg" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%"></div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Since the start of the year&nbsp;I've been pretty consistently spending most of my evenings working on the draft of NO MORE HEROES 2. Technically this is my second pass at it &ndash; I initially started during NaNoWriMo 2015, but there were a lot of holes, I didn't finish it, and I was never super happy with what I had, even though I did hit 50K.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">I took a well-needed break after NaNo ended before coming back to the basics in July 2016 and wrestling the entire outline into something more unique, interesting, and just generally solid &ndash; a process which I only really finished in January of this year, when I started writing again! Overall, things have been pretty good so far &ndash; I've made some good progress, as demonstrated below:<br />&#8203;</span></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:center;">First three chapters of NO MORE HEROES: 12,905 words <br />&#8203;First three chapters of NO MORE HEROES 2 draft v1 (so far): <strong>17,239 words</strong><strong></strong></div>  <div class="paragraph" style="text-align:justify;"><br />Pretty exciting! NO MORE HEROES is technically classified as a short novel, but who knows, maybe I'll hit novel-novel length this time. I'm feeling so much better about the story since I took the time to rework everything, and I'm actually looking forward to everything I've got planned, which makes a nice change from the dread and despair I often experienced during my first attempt.&nbsp;I'm especially&nbsp;looking forward to introducing some new characters in this next instalment of the NO MORE HEROES saga, all of who will help make my character cast even more diverse!<br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">NO MORE HEROES is the first long-form story that I've actually committed to, and the Vigilante universe is a place which I'm hoping I can make as colourful and inclusive as possible. Half of the cast in NO MORE HEROES are characters of colour and/or on the rainbow spectrum in some way*, and additionally (although, I admit, not all explicitly &ndash; I'm working on that part) several of the cast have disabilities such as ADHD, dyslexia, anxiety disorder or depression.<br /><br />One character in particular holds an especially important place in my heart for many reasons. Fang (aka&nbsp;</span><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Resonance</em><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">) is one of the secondary cast members of NO MORE HEROES &ndash; a quick-thinking, quick-footed Vigilante who is adept at parkour and more than skilled at holding her own in a fight. She also happens to be&nbsp;a character of Cantonese Chinese descent, is quite comfortably genderfluid, sits on the asexual/aromantic spectrums, and suffers from an anxiety disorder.</span></div>  <div><div class="wsite-image wsite-image-border-none " style="padding-top:10px;padding-bottom:10px;margin-left:0px;margin-right:0px;text-align:center"> <a> <img src="https://www.fishandswallowpublications.com/uploads/5/9/6/8/59686027/untitled-2-copy_orig.png" alt="Picture" style="width:auto;max-width:100%" /> </a> <div style="display:block;font-size:90%">Her favourite part is being able to use 'ace' to prefix everything she does.</div> </div></div>  <div class="paragraph">&#8203;<br />The fact that she exists as a real character in a real book now &ndash; even if she was my creation &ndash; makes me incredibly happy. She's the kind of character I wish I could have seen in books when I was growing up &ndash; I was a voracious reader as a kid, but I could count the number of books I read with Chinese characters in them on one hand. &#8203;Fortunately, with the rise of indie authors and structures such as #WeNeedDiverseBooks and #OwnVoices, it's possible for me now to see such characters in fiction, and that's rad!<br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">With the writing of NO MORE HEROES 2 now well on its way, I'm very much looking forward to introducing a few more cool cats into the Vigilante family, some of whom have disabilities of either the auditory, visual or physical variety. Plans for the third instalment include the re-introduction of a character with depression, as well as&nbsp;the formal introduction of another non-binary character, and a hijabi Vigilante! As in NO MORE HEROES, many of these new cast members will be either characters of colour and/or sit on the rainbow spectrum in some way &ndash; but that goes without saying, really!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">As always, all will have their time in the fighty spotlight, and I'm really looking forward to being able to write for these new characters. One of my absolute favourite parts of character creation (at least, for this series) is deciding how each character speaks, moves and/or fights, and how their background and/or physicality influences their style. Call it Diversity in Motion &ndash; it's an important concept to me, and something I'd love to see more of in visual martial-arts or action-based media, to be honest! Is the character defensive, offensive or deflective? Are they swift, tank or adaptive?<br /><br />&#8203;So far I've included characters who practice parkour and/or freerunning (each with their own flavours of flow), kickboxing, Muay Thai, capoeira and rope dart &ndash; as well as some good ol' fashioned street fighting and <em>fake-it-'til-you-make-it </em>&#8203;gusto.&nbsp;Movement disciplines are a big part of what influences me in the continued creation of the Vigilante universe and its inhabitants (as well as music, graphic novels and video games), and the prospect of being able to expand on this is super exciting and rewarding for me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">Commitments pending, I'm hoping to be able to publish NO MORE HEROES 2 sometime later this year, or the beginning of next. Life as an independent/freelance filmmaker and videographer can be pretty wild though, so who knows! Stay tuned for more as it comes, folks.<br /><br />If you haven't read NO MORE HEROES yet but would like to dive into the Vigilante universe before the next instalment is released, you can get physical or eBook editions either via the <a href="http://gum.co/nomoreheroes" target="_blank">Gumroad</a> or on <a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1503294307/" target="_blank">Amazon</a>. For those of you who have enjoyed my work so far and would like to help support me, I recently set up a Ko-Fi page where you can <a href="https://ko-fi.com/A133QHT" target="_blank">show your appreciation by buying me a coffee</a>!<br /><br />&#8203;Now, it's back to writing for me. I'll chat to you all later! : )</span></div>  <div><div class="wsite-multicol"><div class="wsite-multicol-table-wrap" style="margin:0 -15px;"> 	<table class="wsite-multicol-table"> 		<tbody class="wsite-multicol-tbody"> 			<tr class="wsite-multicol-tr"> 				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:9.1780131114473%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:80.982938308959%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div><div style="height: 10px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div> <hr class="styled-hr" style="width:100%;"></hr> <div style="height: 30px; overflow: hidden; width: 100%;"></div></div>   					 				</td>				<td class="wsite-multicol-col" style="width:9.8390485795932%; padding:0 15px;"> 					 						  <div class="wsite-spacer" style="height:50px;"></div>   					 				</td>			</tr> 		</tbody> 	</table> </div></div></div>  <div class="paragraph"><font size="2" style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">*<em>To name a few ethnicities &ndash; there are characters of Greek, Samoan and Dutch descent, as well as Chinese, Maori, Indian, Kazakh/Polish, and Cambodian/Vietnamese. Not all of these are explicit, but may become so in time with the establishing of surnames and/or revealing of backgrounds.<br /><br />In terms of gender identity, there are non-binary/trans characters (one of whom has been formally established, the other who is </em><em>yet</em><em> to be established), and one questioning character whose questioning I haven't formally addressed yet, but am wanting to explore.<br /><br />Regarding sexuality, I'll be honest &ndash; by unconscious/automatic default, every character I create ends up either asexual and/or aromantic unless otherwise suggested or specified. If you wanted to read through the entirety of NO MORE HEROES under that assumption, feel free! In a way, you wouldn't be wrong. Otherwise, there are several characters who are</em></font><em style="color:rgb(213, 213, 213)">&nbsp;gay/lesbian or bi.</em></div>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>