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“The Fire This Time,” which is the second volume of the Lonesome George Series (LG2, for short) is with the publisher and editors.  They’re doing their job.

Meanwhile, my copy-editor sent her notes on “Into the Flames,” volume two of the By the Hands of Men series.  I’ve been working on incorporating her notes into my ms.

Target release date for “Into the Flames:”  November 15.

And there is this.  Gentle Hans with the wee Schnitzel dog.

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Been Pretty Busy Lately…

BabyKat accepts no excuses.

BabyKat accepts no excuses.

Which is one reason our “Trues” output has slowed.  Only so many hours in the day.

Oh, how busy? Four novels to revise busy.  Didn’t plan it that way, but…here’s the scoop.

Lonesome George 2 (“The Fire This Time”) and Lonesome George 3 (“The Broken Return”) have been written.  LG2 has been revised and is with my editor and publisher now.

By the Hands of Men 2 (“Into the Flames,” hmmm, I might have something thematic going on here) and By the Hands of Men 3 (“The Wrath of a Righteous Man”) have been written.

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Got a nice shout out

From my copy-editor, of all people, the talented (and clearly insightful) Ann Sterzinger.  It begins at 27:45, ends about 29:35.

The first volume of the "By the Hands of Men" series can be found on Amazon, in both paperback and Kindle Format.

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Special Treat for Fiction Fans: Guest Post by the fabulous Karina Fabian!

The Right-Wing Riot is well known for our love of good stories and entertainment in popular culture. So we are honored and delighted to bring you this gem of pop culture wisdom by Karina Fabian, on the occasion of the launch of Book 3 of her “Mind Over” series. If you are a scifi/fantasy fan and haven’t read Fabian yet, you can thank us later. She is a prolific author across many genres. Without further ado, we bring you Karina Fabian.

Karina Fabian headshot Aug 2013

Writing is About Story, Not Race

“It’s not their fault,” her cousin Jonny countered. He was leaning against her cousin Ray, but she couldn’t tell if he was intoxicated or too upset to stand. Probably both; he shoved away from their cousin to fall at her feet, nearly topping Masuto and Mikio. He clasped her knees, sobbing. ”It’s my fault! The whole plank thing was my idea. I almost killed your future husband!”

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Writers! Contribute to an upcoming Short Fiction anthology!

We Conservative-Libertarian types often complain that the entertainment world is run by hardcore leftists, and it’s near impossible to find something to read that doesn’t offend or annoy us at some point. Why doesn’t someone do something about it? (Not counting our own Prince of Whitebread, of course.)

Are you a writer? Want to help broaden the culture? Tom Tinney (author and purveyor of, is putting together an anthology of short fiction by Conservative-Libertarian authors, and he is looking for submissions. Here’s a description of the project:

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Let’s talk about some real magic

Our own Prince of Whitebread, Roy "Griff" Griffis, talks writing, the magic and power of stories, and the world of his novel, "The Big Bang."

The novel is available in paperback at Amazon,Barnes & Noble, and other brick n' mortar sites.  You can get the ebook at Amazon, iTunes, Barnes and Noble, and over 20 other sites, and it's an audio book from Audible!

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More good news from the Culture Wars

We are just bursting with pride here at the Right-Wing Riot! Our own Prince of Whitebread is currently featured in the Books section on Glenn Beck's juggernaut website

The Prince isn't merely mentioned; his newly published novel, The Big Bang, is actually excerpted on The Blaze. We are so thrilled to see the Prince's hard work being recognized and even more than that, to see the New Media piling success on success as we build our own counter-culture and go right around those pesky PC gatekeepers. Guess what, authors? You no longer have to please a feminist, elitist, close-minded cat lady from Brooklyn in order to publish a hit novel. Turns out, there's a huge audience for entertainment that isn't left-wing propaganda, and there are also plenty of enterprising Americans who are smart enough to figure that out.

We'll enjoy watching the upcoming rounds of layoffs at the Big Six.


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The Fire This Time, Part Three

novel "The Big Bang."  Click here to read Part One and Part Two.  The story concludes in Part Three, below.

What his eyes were seeing was so completely unexpected that his brain couldn’t makes sense of it.  He might as well have been looking at an elephant in a jaunty straw boater playing boogie-woogie on the piano.  That kind of thing just didn’t happen, not in any sane world.

His feet went slack on the pedals and the VW rolled slowly down the street toward the school, Whistler still trying to understand everything that was taking place before him.  Even as he looked away from the firing squad in the trucks, staring at the school in disbelief, he saw a window break as a chair flew through it and more smoke ribboned into the air.  Then a woman, a teacher he guessed, tumbled through the empty frame and onto the ground.  She sprang to her feet and reached back into the room.  She hauled out a small coughing kid, basically tossed the boy to one side and reached for another.  Her hair was smoking as she reeled another one of her students up onto the window frame.

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The Fire This Time, Part Two

 The Right-Wing Riot is proud to be serializing "The Fire This Time," Roy M. Griffis' prequel to his novel "The Big Bang."  Click here to read Part One.  The story continues in Part Two, below.

First he needed a plan, hell, even a clue, and it turned out that Mrs. Dominguez had provided that.  Looking for spare change to buy breakfast, he was digging through the wad of papers in a dirty briefcase on the Bug’s floor boards when he came across the document that his former manager had given him on his way out and down.  “Do You Think You have a Drinking Problem?” it asked him.

He’d spent nearly a year destroying himself (“suicide, one sip at a time” a guy in one of Those Rooms told him), and it took longer to rebuild a life.  That rebuilding got him a mercy deal on the trailer surrounded by friendly goats and noxious weeds.  He needed a job, though, and through the kind offices of another friend of a mutual friend named Bill W., he got a night job working security out at one of the big Indian Casinos on the east side of Tucson.  It was nearly 60 miles to drive, but he didn’t mind.  It was cooler at night, anyway, hardly any traffic on the I-10.  He’d do his rounds (as only one of a few token palefaces at the Apache-owned and run business), then he’d read a certain big book he always brought along.

It wasn’t an impressive life, as these things went, but beat the hell out of living in a car that was almost as old as he was.  And he might have stayed with the goats and the weeds and the little trailer for a long time except the Big Bang happened, and his world was once more grabbed by the ankles, hoisted upside down, and given really thorough shaking.

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