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When you end your nightly writing sesh with a quote from Doc Holiday in Tombstone, you know some wicked shit’s about to go down. It’s good to get back to work on my Blood Magik universe. I’ve been giving a lot of love to a couple of other stories the last 6-8 months so I’m in need of some fantastical, undead anarchy to relieve some tension. I’m close to half way through Book Three and it’s just about time for a showdown to rival those that came before it. Kind of a bummer no one has a clue what I’m talking about yet since Book One just came out (check it out here) But I guess for now, me being exited about it will just have to do. Let’s just say, if Hollywood ever gets a whiff of what I’ve built they’re gonna have a collectively “happy hairy hard-on” for the kind of ballsy blockbuster this tale can turn into. Magical undead vs magical undead, this next part is gonna tear the Earth a new one in its aftermath. World-shattering showdowns? 

“I’m yer huckleberry…”