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Author Diary August 31st, 2024

 Hey everybody!


    I hope that things are well for everyone as we roll out of the Summer season, and soon into the truly most wonderful time of the year—SPOOKY SEASON. Like last year, I have something special lined up for the month of October, as we make our pilgrimage to Port Astor during the Plague of ’30; a time of heightened desperation and fear in that already tenebrous city. This time, we will be exploring some strange happenings around Port Astor State University and the curious practices of the staff and graduates, and how one can misplace an entire campus. Look for that first piece on October 5th!

    In other news, and as some of you might be aware, I am having my first collection of short stories published and sold at retailers! Contained within are several of what I think represents the best material I have made for Port Astor, including a unique piece that I will never share elsewhere! At the time of writing this, I have confirmed that Barnes & Noble and Apple Books will be carrying it, as well as several other retailers and library services. The collection, Tales from Port Astor, will be available for purchase 10/7/2024! It’s technically available for pre-order, but I’ll be level with you; I don’t really believe in that sort of thing, so I am not asking anyone do that.

    After October, I am going to be releasing the last sections for Naxos just to round out that project, and I am working on another project along those lines, but with perhaps a different focus. Additionally, I am going to start actively looking for guest pieces for March 2025 for next year’s Guest Writer Month. Be sure to check my Submissions page for more information.

    Anyways! Stay tuned for October—lots of big things happening! In the meantime, feel free to dig through the back catalogue of stuff I have on here—I have over 60 pieces on here already, which is nuts to me.

Take care out there.


Thank You & Very Respectfully

Zachariah O

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