Depending on what data you choose to believe, the average lifespan for an American woman is around 86 years. And as I am posting this within the first few minutes of my 43rd birthday, I stand before you balanced right on the fulcrum of my very existence.
Or, in other words, it’s all downhill from here.
Don’t get me wrong—as directions go, I think “downhill” is a fine one. Going downhill is surely easier than going uphill. When going downhill, one skips, strolls or ambles; when going uphill one trudges, labors, or plods. I will happily go downhill all day long (for the next 43 years).
I also have this strange feeling like, now I’ve hit the statistical midpoint of my life, I should turn around and start doing everything in reverse. Like start giving people presents on my birthday and demanding presents on theirs. Given that other people have more birthdays than I do, I think this is a good plan.
Anyway, in honor of my natal day, I’ve come up with several little virtual lagniappes that I hope you will enjoy.
“Terms of Engagement,” a stand-alone Dreadnought & Emily story
Book pages for THE WARLOCK’S CURSE and THE UNSTEADY EARTH—but I warn you, here be spoilers!
Details about my upcoming Kickstarter campaign!
Now, if you’re one of those silly young people who are still living in the forward-direction (or if you are just a hidebound traditionalist) and you would like to give me a little present for my birthday, I would ask only that you kindly share this post.




