I’m Ready for Ocean City Comic Con!

My website’s Events page has been updated to reflect that I will be beamed up to Ocean City Comic Con on 8 Dec 2018.

Anyone want to volunteer to be a minion since mine is moving away this summer?



Deuces Wild: Stacking the Deck – a new review!

Ooooh, here I’ve been concentrating on the Sword’s Edge Chronicles and out of the blue someone (thank you, Reviewer! ❤ ) posts a review of the poor, neglected second book of the Deuces Wild series:

“I am a fan of L.S. King and I absolutely love the characters of Tristan, Slap, and Carter. I have read all of the books with these characters and can’t wait to read more of their antics. The characters are well developed and the stories are fun and captivating. I can’t ever put them down.”

If you like raygun-zapping space opera, check out Stacking the Deck!


Cecil Con Cosplays

I love taking photos of Cosplayers, but many of them didn’t come to the Artists’ Alley, and of those who did, they didn’t all mosey down the aisle where I was. So I asked my minion, since she wanted to go see the Cosplayers, if she would take some photos of them for me. She did, and also showed off in the Jurassic Park jeep. LOL

There was one that passed right by me, and I was so in awe that I didn’t think until it was too late to snap him, and that was Solomon Kane. And my friend Will Hahn (who, by the way, has a great epic fantasy series – check it out!) was geeking about him too since one of his characters is sorta based on him, but I don’t think he got a photo either. 😦

Cecil Con was great, by the way. I had a blast, and I have to say it is a well-run Con. 🙂

And yes, I had folks happy to see my newest book out, but what was funny was that I mostly sold my Deuces Wild books! You just never know. LOL

Without further ado, here are the photos!


One of the Classic Blunders

Well, at least book two of the Sword’s Edge Chronicles is out, so you can have your next fix. And it comes recommended!
“Children of the Enaisi has a beautiful high concept with a mysterious past of lost technology and ancient secrets. A fresh new take on Rangers that fans of classic pulp fantasy will love.”
          – Jon Del Arroz @jondelarroz
Don’t take Jon’s word for it, check it out!
Never fear, it can be read as a stand alone novel. 🙂

(h/t to Deep Magic for the meme)

Librarians Are My Heroes

I love libraries. And librarians. That love started when I was a small critter. I didn’t have friends as a kid (we now understand something of Asperger’s so I know now why I was unable to figure out social dynamics, but I digress…), so books were my friends. As was the librarian at the Thomas Jefferson Branch of the Detroit Public Library. There were several there, but one was my favorite; she took an interest in me, and always made sure she was available if she saw me come in.

Back in those days, kids could walk, even at the age of six or so, where we wanted, as long as our moms knew where we were going, so I would trek the four blocks (0.6 miles – I looked it up) to the library as often as I could.

We were only supposed to be able to check out three books at a time, and I would do so, and bring them back maybe two days later. The librarian would doubt I read them and ask me questions about the books. I’d answer them, and I guess I impressed her because she raised the limit of books I could take home at a time, so I wouldn’t have to trek back quite so soon (I never waited until they were due; I wanted more to read). Imagine a six or seven year old carrying a stack of books almost to her chin all the way home and then back to the library less than a week later. Yep, that was me.

She was kind, and she encouraged me. I think I read every single book in the children’s section by the time I was seven or eight, so she showed me how to use the card catalog (which also led to learning the Dewey Decimal System), and she gave me suggestions on books to read when I expressed an interest in new topics: spies, botany, geology – she never made fun of my eclectic interests, just pointed me in the right direction.

I don’t remember her name after all these years, but she was instrumental in my life in so many ways. I owe so much to her. Miss Librarian, thank you!