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DEATH AND THE DEVIL

My latest book is now available on Amazon Kindle and also via Kindle Unlimited.

A brilliantly dark and witty collection that reimagines cosmic forces with heart, humor, and humanity.

What happens when Death decides to take up haiku? When the Devil’s carefully laid plans go awry? When the Incarnation of War discovers that the only thing worse than war is when the dead don’t die?

In this delightfully inventive collection of short stories about Death, ancient cosmic entities find themselves navigating the absurdities of existence with the same confusion, determination, and occasional incompetence as the mortals they oversee. From poetry workshops to World War II, from speed dating disasters to bureaucratic nightmares that span millennia, these stories blend philosophical depth with unexpected humor.

Written in the tradition of Ingmar Bergman and Terry Pratchett, Death and the Devil offers a fresh and deeply human take on the forces we fear most. Each story is a clever exploration of mortality, duty, and identity as well as a genuinely touching reminder that even in a universe governed by cosmic constants, there’s always room for compassion, love, and the occasional well-crafted haiku.

Witty. Profound. Unexpectedly moving.

Perfect for readers who appreciate smart, character-driven fantasy that doesn’t shy away from life’s big questions—or death’s smaller ones.

The first review has already been posted:

This is a remarkable set of short stories, assembled with AI support, which include amusing, horrifying, and intriguing variations on Death – more exactly, how Death as a force of Nature might comport itself with beings both mortal and supernatural. Highly recommended for fans of macabre short stories, Pratchett, and Douglas Adams.

The style began in the mode of Terry Pratchett, but extended into darker and more startling situations. Death and his pet cat (that is a premise worthy of its own tale) must address problems with eternal bureaucracy and customer service. Several tales explore the ghastly humor of those who either try to cheat Death or are simply too obtuse to understand that Time Is Up. Particularly amusing were stories where other eternal presences encouraging Death to take up a hobby. Consider Death taking on a gig in stand-up comedy and learning to tell jokes. One favorite was Death undertaking to write poetry; in his case, disrupting a class on writing haiku, by reading verses which created an interdimensional rift.

One other theme establishes itself through the set of tales. This is a Bergman – type set of passages or encounters with Death, on a more personal and Romantic note. Read about bright and dim lights, joys, anticipation, and final lingering dregs regrets – but the regrets and anticipations may transform to a wine of unusual bouquet for one ephemeral sip.

If you enjoy Terry Pratchett’s or Douglas Adams’ comedic works, many of these stories will give you a good laugh in the same light. If you prefer something stronger, smoother, and darker, like Ingmar Bergman films, the rest will bring unexpected smiles, chills, and speculative thoughts to mind.

Now, obviously there are going to be those who will feel the need to posture about how they will never read a book that was written at the push of a button, just as there were those who vowed they would never read an ebook, or listen to a CD. This is fine, those people have always been irrelevant with regards to the success or failure of a new technology and they always will be. The process from early adopters to laggards has been well understood for decades, so whether you’re of the late majority or the laggards, you might as well spare us the traditional theatrics.

My suggestion is to read the book and see if your assumptions were correct or not. Because from my perspective, if you are under the impression that particular book was written with the push of a button, the results should absolutely terrify you.

Anyhow, as our publishing business changes, I’ve had a rethink about Amazon and Kindle Unlimited and I realized that while it is a very bad foundation for a publishing business, it’s now perfectly suitable as a form of advertising that pays for itself. So, in addition to DEATH AND THE DEVIL, a number of my other ebooks are now available again on Kindle Unlimited, including ARTS OF DARK AND LIGHT and THE LAWS OF SOCIAL JUSTICE.

And as pertains to the latter, the combination of a) AI writing and b) events of the past eight years, I’ve realized that the book I never felt any need to write is now both necessary and viable. So, after SIGMA GAME is published, hopefully next month, you can anticipate the publication of SJWS ALWAYS PROJECT: Surviving the Thought Police sometime in the new year.

Death Goes on a Date

It is a well-established fact across most of the known multiverse that death is, generally speaking, the end of life. What is considerably less well-established is that Death himself had what humans might call “relationship issues.”

This was entirely Love’s fault.

“You need to get out more,” Love had declared during one of her unannounced little drop-ins on Death. “All work and no play makes Death a dull cosmic force. Oh, I know! We should find you a girlfriend!”

Death, who had until her interruption been perfectly content with his routine of soul collection, paperwork, and the penning of a haiku, realized that he was at risk of one of the interventions to which Love occasionally subjected him when she was bored with her most recent companion.

I DO NOT REQUIRE COMPANIONSHIP, Death had protested. I AM A FUNDAMENTAL ASPECT OF THE UNIVERSE. COSMIC FORCES DO NOT HAVE GIRLFRIENDS.

“Nonsense,” Love replied, stirring her latte with a finger that left tiny heart-shaped foam patterns. “Even cosmic entities need connections. Look at Time—he’s been seeing that lovely mathematician from the Renaissance for centuries!”

TIME IS DIFFERENT. HE HAS ALWAYS BEEN UNPREDICTABLE.

“And War has something going with one of those Valkyries,” Love continued, ignoring Death’s protest that he was very busy. “Very passionate. Lots of dramatic sword fights followed by, you know, even more sword fights, if you know what I mean!”

Death had no response to this, partly because he had no idea what she meant and partly because he was realizing that he was going to have to redo next Thursday’s list of scheduled reapings because she jogged his elbow while he was writing when she elbowed him in the side.

“Besides,” Love added with a sensual smile that could have melted glaciers, “I’ve already signed you up.”

Which was how Death found himself, three days later, standing outside a trendy wine bar in San Francisco, wearing his most convincing mortal disguise and holding a name tag that read “HELLO, MY NAME IS: DEREK.”

Death had chosen his appearance carefully: tall, lean, pale but not unnaturally so, with dark hair and sharp cheekbones that suggested interesting genetics rather than a complete absence of flesh. He wore an expensive black suit that managed to look both formal and slightly dangerous. The effect was, according to Love’s assessment, “just like a sexy Neal Gaiman without that whole rapey vibe.”

Death had no idea who Neil Gaiman was, or why his vibe was rapey, but if it was good enough for Love, it was good enough for him.

The wine bar was a conventional arrangement of exposed brick walls, industrial lighting, and small tables arranged in a grid pattern that reminded Death rather inappropriately of a cemetery. Approximately thirty people milled about holding wine glasses and name tags, their nervous energy filling the space in a manner that made him feel as if there was something he was missing.

“Welcome to Singles Mingle Speed Dating!” announced a cheerful woman with a clipboard and the sort of aggressive enthusiasm that suggested she was either naturally optimistic or extremely well-medicated. “I’m Jessica, your host for tonight! The rules are simple—two minutes per conversation, then rotate clockwise when you hear the bell! Ladies, you’ll stay seated. Gentlemen, you’ll move around the room. Ready to find love?”

The assembled humans made various noises of agreement. Death remained silent, still not entirely sure how he had been talked into coming here.

“Wonderful! Gentlemen, find your starting positions!”

Death consulted the number on his name tag—seven—and located the corresponding table, where a woman in her thirties with blonde hair and a nervous smile was arranging her purse and smoothing her dress.

“Hi!” she said brightly as Death approached. “I’m Jennifer! Marketing executive, love hiking, hate sushi. You?”

Death settled into the chair across from her, which immediately became several degrees colder. DEREK, he replied. I WORK IN HUMAN RESOURCES.

“Oh, that’s great! What company?”

UNIVERSAL.

“Universal Studios? Wow! I bet you see a lot of stars.”

YES, I SEE THEM EVERY NIGHT.

Jennifer’s smile wavered slightly. “Um, okay… So, Derek, what do you do for fun?”

Death contemplated her question. His hobbies were reaping souls, filling out paperwork, and occasionally performing stand-up on open-mic nights in Slosh-on-Bunwick. None of these seemed appropriate for speed dating conversation.

I WRITE POETRY, he said finally.

“Oh, wow, you’re a poet!”

OF A SORT. I HAVEN’T MASTERED THE LIMERICK YET.

“You haven’t mastered… limericks? Like, there once was a man from Nantucket, that sort of thing?”

YES, MY CAT FEELS THEY’RE INAPPROPRIATE AND UNDIGNIFIED.

When the bell rang, Jennifer looked relieved.

“So, it was really nice meeting you, Derek!” she said with the artificial brightness of someone desperate to escape a particularly persistent street mime.

Read the rest on Kindle.

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Vol. 9 Sport & Adventure

As previously promised, we’ve made it possible to order the two-volume set of Volumes 9 and 10 in order to complete your set of the Castalia Junior Classics 2020 edition if you happened to purchase the previous eight volumes over time. Original backers should note that they do not need to buy this set because both volumes are included with your backing of the original crowdfund.

We do not intend to make the full 10-volume set available for purchase until the annual Thanksgiving Sale next month because we do not wish to have anyone to pay the full retail price for a set and then be unpleasantly surprised when the sale price is offered a few weeks later. 

We will not be doing anything on the first leather edition until the new year. Also in the new year, we will make second leather edition sets available by sale and a new subscription starting January 1. We have not determined a price yet, but it will be similar to the price for the original backers of the first set. We do not have any extra complete first edition sets available.

To see the Volume 9 cover, more details about the book, and two example pages with illustrations, please visit Castalia Library.

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Six Years in the Making

The purpose of The Junior Classics is to provide, in ten volumes containing about five thousand pages, a classified collection of tales, stories, and poems, both ancient and modern, suitable for boys and girls of from six to sixteen years of age. The boy or girl who becomes familiar with the charming tales and poems in this collection will have gained a knowledge of literature and history that will be of high value in other school and home work. Here are the real elements of imaginative narration, poetry, and ethics, which should enter into the education of every child.

This collection, carefully used by parents and teachers with due reference to individual tastes and needs, will help many children enjoy good literature. It will inspire them with a love of good reading, which is the best possible result of any elementary education. The child himself should be encouraged to make his own selections from this large and varied collection, the child’s enjoyment being the object in view. A real and lasting interest in literature or in scholarship is only to be developed through the individual’s enjoyment of his mental occupations.

CHARLES ELIOT
PRESIDENT EMERITUS OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY
1918

We launched the Castalia Junior Classics on October 15, 2019. On October 26, 2025, we completed the interiors and the covers for Volumes 9 and 10. For more information, check out the Library substack.

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Point of Order

If you are a business, and you do basically the same thing in a variety of ways, DO NOT PRETEND THAT YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE PRICE IS.

We make books. I can, and will, tell you what it costs to make a book. Now, obviously the specific price will vary depending upon whether you want to make one small paperback that will spontaneously combust within 15 years or a giant tome bound in albino orca leather and stamped with pure platinum, but the average price for a basic book is what it is.

For some reason, more and more businesses seem to get off on absolutely refusing to tell you anything at all about the price of their goods and services. Which in addition to being infuriating, and a waste of time, is counterproductive, because the first thing I do when I can’t get a price estimate is to go somewhere else where I can.

Is this an instinctive response to Amazon price-shoppers? Or are they simply attempting to delay the moment of truth when the potential customer decides if the acquisition is worth it or not? I don’t know and I don’t care.

Speaking of making books, I’m very pleased to say Castalia House is making a new book. Publishing it would probably be the more apt term, as I just finished the initial edit of a new Chuck Dixon novel. And it is really good, in fact, it’s even better than those Conan novels that, in a very real, official, and legal sense, never existed except as figments of your very vivid imaginations.

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Based Quantum Wardogs

The Based Book Summer Sale.

It’s time to take a break from your daily routine and especially from corporate culture and get some great based books from both established and emerging talent for only $0.99 – many titles free – but only for one week!

With about 300 based books on the shelf to browse including over a hundred new to the trove, there’s something for for every seeker of truth and tale. So unpouch your scrystone, or a “computer,” if your arcane aptitude is still in its infancy, settle into your favorite scrying chair, and begin the scroll.

Castalia House is participating in the Based Book Sale with a 4-pack SF set in the Quantum Mortis universe, which for $3.99 includes:

  • Quantum Mortis: A Man Disrupted
  • Wardogs Inc. Battlesuit Bastards
  • Wardogs Inc. Hunter Killer
  • Wardogs Inc. Metal Monsters

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An Outdated Review

Didact’s Mind wrote a very favorable review of the preliminary edition of A SEA OF SKULLS back in 2017. It would be interesting to know if he feels the completed work holds up to his initial perspective on it.

Vox Day has not merely matched George R. R. Martin’s fantasy writing skills and output. He has exceeded him, by miles, leaving old Rape Rape wheezing and panting in the dust.

In fact, I am willing to go so far as to argue that, with this book, Vox Day has catapulted himself into the storied and rarefied rank of writers that sits just below The Master himself.

That’s right, I went there. I just said that Vox Day has written a book that is nearly as good as J. R. R. Tolkien’s work.

Not as good. But not terribly far off, either.

From one fantasy fan to another, praise simply does not come any higher than that.

Vox’s accomplishment is made all the more astonishing by the fact that this isn’t even the completed book yet. It’s less than half of the full work. This book is already far more complex, more layered, and simply bigger in scale and scope than its predecessor. There are far more point-of-view characters, the battle sequences are way bigger, the size of the world that Vox Day is playing with is far greater…

The result is so good that it deserves to be called the finest high-fantasy book of its time.

Make no mistake: this now puts Vox Day right below The Master himself in terms of writing- right up there with C. S. Lewis, John C. Wright, and maybe two or three others. And that is an astonishing achievement, given that neither Tolkien nor Vox can rightly be considered first-rate fantasy writers.

One of the interesting things about the comparison between Tolkien and Day is that neither of them are really writers to begin with. Vox Day started out as a musician and a game designer. Vox himself will readily admit that his writing is not as good as Tolkien’s- because it isn’t. Yet Tolkien was a linguist, whose strong Christian faith and interest in Scandinavian mythology helped him create a fantasy world. The reason both Tolkien and Day succeeded, where so many dedicated professional authors would have failed, is because they focused on their respective strengths and wrote works of epic fantasy that played to them…

This book is, quite simply, an extraordinary achievement. With it, Vox has separated himself from all of his contemporary rivals and has clearly laid down a marker for everyone else to match- and I personally don’t think anyone will be able to do so for years, maybe decades, to come.

It’s entirely up to the reader to see if the most recent volume in ARTS OF DARK AND LIGHT holds up to the promise of its earlier and abbreviated release. But for my part, what I will say is that one reason it took me so long to complete the book and get it out is that I was determined to at least try to deliver something that was consistently at the same level as A THRONE OF BONES. I took PG Wodehouse as my inspiration here, as his work is remarkably consistent throughout a novel; he was quite purposeful in attempting to ensure that every scene and every page stood up well on its own. This required a significant amount of discipline in not permitting the story to expand willy-nilly in any direction that happened to capture my attention at the time.

As we’ve seen from George Martin’s failure to finish his epic fantasy, while it’s much easier to churn out words by following one’s momentary whims and exploring whatever tangent happens to strike one’s fancy, this inevitably leads to a wider scope and excessive perspective characters that will, sooner or later, render the story too large to write. One of the many geniuses of JRR Tolkien was his ability to keep his epic story tied very tightly to a fairly small number of key characters, keeping them in physical proximity to each other, and thereby preventing the story from continually expanding to the point that it escaped his ability to reasonably describe it.

Only time will tell, but in A SEA OF SKULLS, I believe that I successfully conquered the challenge of the middle book, which in any trilogy is always the hardest book to write because it has to expand upon the first book without exploding in a manner that renders closure in the third book impossible. It’s interesting that one seldom hears writers discussing these technical matters, but this is probably because the sort of writers who attend workshops mostly write short stories, while the writers who teach them are either self-promoters like John Scalzi or successful mediocrities cruising for starstruck young women like Neil Gaiman, neither one of whom could write epic fantasy if they tried.

Anyhow, for better or for worse, it’s done now and I’m on to the final volume in the series. If Didact’s Mind updates his review, I’ll be sure to post a link to it here.

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ASOS on Amazon

The hardcover edition of A SEA OF SKULLS is now available on Amazon, as are its predecessors, SUMMA ELVETICA and A THRONE OF BONES.

Three down, one to go. The paperback edition has been submitted and should also be available through the retail bookstores early next week is also available. And, of course, NDM Express has them as well. Here is one of the first reviews, based on the Kindle edition.

The successor volume to A Throne of Bones, extends and deepens the Great Game played across Selenoth. The mysterious Watchers emerge as events grow wider and more subtle; with armies marching and leaders falling, they must now step out of shadows and reveal themselves to their selected minions in the Younger Races. The minions respond in various ways; what can be counted on is that The Watchers are not revealing the complete truth or timeline to their minions, each other, or maybe themselves. A gateway, an alignment, and an artifact are common elements, but the reader must determine which parts are true. Rudyard Kipling would approve of The Great Game play, and how leaders and common folk are portrayed.

Visions of intense beauty mix with prosaic household scenes, and acts of horror or terror are met with stern justice and supreme sacrifice. Treachery, double-dealing, and acts of mercy conflict and act at cross-purposes, creating unintended consequences and surprise outcomes. The action, battles, and intrigues build across species, realm, entire regions, with several startling climax moments of horror and glory, sufficient to make men weep in joy and grief. Some characters may not be seen again; others – perhaps leave a legacy, or return through Grace?

The narrative and writing style are reminiscent of The Lord of the Rings. The prose is well structured, but doesn’t have the depth or meter of an Oxford Don. The author would make Tolkien smile, with a sprightly and almost gleeful Thomistic analysis of a question by one character, something worthy of placement in Christian epic fantasy. This is a worthy addition to the set of Epic Fantasy as an homage to Tolkien, supporting the Good, Beautiful and True, and explicitly Christian in structure.

The characters range from an orc leader of decent but evil intellect, promoted for rational acts to protect his lads, to a decrepit, nearly deceased elf Magister who answers dire pleas for help – but with painful costs for his people and himself. Several heroes and villains continue, with greater depth and subtle character revelations. Some are introduced, some strengthen their positions, while others make their final curtain call. This is the way of all life in Selenoth, as is true in our world. All are striving to protect and defend what is Good, Beautiful, and True or its Inverse, driven by their faith, morals, and internal desires.

Highly recommended for high school ages and above. Be prepared to make side studies of politics, Republican Rome, faith and theology, logic, logistics, and poetry, and enjoy the excursions.

UPDATE: The paperback edition is now available on Amazon and on NDM Express.

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A Late Arrival

So this just showed up in the post today. We’ll go over it, fix any apparent infelicities, and then turn on distribution this weekend. It should be on Amazon and Barnes & Noble, etc. by late next week. You can already order it at NDM Express, though, just click on the image.

It’s only 750 pages even though it’s slightly longer than ATOB and the text is exactly the same size. This is because we’ve gotten much better at optimizing our line spaces and margins. So, we will be modifying ATOB to match at some point soon, for those who are obsessive about these things. But the three books all look great together on the shelf regardless.

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The Sound of a Sea

Hark! What’s that you hear? We submitted the hardcover edition of A SEA OF SKULLS to the printer last night. I’ll review them next week, and assuming they pass muster, we’ll release it into the distribution system. You’ll be able to purchase them from directly NDM Express, of course, as well as from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and your local bookseller. At 299,434 words, it’s a slightly longer book than ATOB in terms of word count, although with the much more efficient layout program we have now, it only clocks in at 760 pages. We do plan to do a revised version of ATOB so that the interior styles will match more precisely, but probably not for a month or two.

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FJOTRA

Fjotra did not object, in principle, to learning about the gods of her new people. She had known from the time her father, the Skullbreaker, sent her to marry the heir to the southern kingdom, that she would have to learn many different new ways. The language was different, but she was young enough to learn it without difficulty. The food was considerably more abundant and flavorful, and her palate did not take long to adapt to the various meats and breads and sauces that were much to be preferred to the salted fish and charred game of her home islands. The clothing was lighter and more comfortable, and she adored wearing silk and cotton dresses in the place of the crude leather and canvas clothes that had been worn by Dalarn women since the coming of the Aalvarg had made raising sheep for wool and growing flax for linen impossible. Even the weather was much more gentle than it customarily was in the windswept Wolf Isles.

But despite the best efforts of Father Francois, who took great pains to talk her through the nonsense, she could make neither heads nor tails about the gods of the southerners. They worshipped a god who was both dead and alive, who was both father to himself and son to himself, and also took on a third form that was nevertheless the same as the other two. It wasn’t that the idea a god had different forms was foreign to her; the Aldaföðr had a hundred names, from Arnhöfði to Völundrómu, and each name represented a different aspect of her people’s greatest god. But despite his many aspects, he was merely the first among a host of gods, and Fjotra particularly venerated Valfreyja, the beautiful goddess who was queen of the Choosers of the Slain.

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