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I now have a page up on Patreon. For those who haven’t heard of this before, it’s crowdfunding, but on a monthly basis for continuing support, rather than one-offs like most Kickstarters. In my case, I’m raising additional money for writing and other creative projects. For instance, I’m currently working on an ebook of flash fairy tales, which will include a few new flashfics, and I will also need to raise money for developmental edits to Revenant Gun, the third novel in the hexarchate trilogy. (My agent is shopping around #1, Ninefox Gambit, and #2 is already out to the developmental editor.) Other things I do include art and music.

You can support at any level from $1 on up, and the site will charge you monthly. There are a few backer awards at various levels of support, and I’m definitely open to hearing suggestions for other awards (you can reach me by email at yoon@yoonhalee.com).

As a bonus, all patrons have patron-only sneak peeks at snippets of works in progress.

If you’d like to help out, please take a look, and thank you!

Latest fiction

The Graphology of Hemorrhage

Magician Tepwe Kodai and her aide, Rao Nawong, had not been on the hillside for long. The sky threatened rain on and off, and the air smelled of river poetry, of lakes with their scarves of reeds. Water would make Kodai’s mission here, in the distant shadow of the Spiders’ fortress, more difficult, if not outright impossible. The Empire’s defeat of the upstart Spiders, whose rebellion had sparked a general conflagration in the southwest provinces, depended on the mission’s success. At the moment, Nawong found it hard to care.

Kodai was scowling at the sky as she drew a roll of silk out of a brass tube. She had clever hands, precise in every motion, as good with a brush as she was with the pliers and hammers and snippers that she used for the gadgets that were her hobby. “I still think it’s going to rain,” she muttered. “But this has to be done.”

Nawong hesitated for a long time before he said what he said next. “Does it?” he asked at last.