Author Archive: Sarah Hoyt

IT’S MIDNIGHT. DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOUR WRITER IS?  Skip Hayden Goes Kpop. (Contains very silly video and music.)

Yes, I do know what happened. It’s just when it happened, this time, I wasn’t cleaning house. I was being very silly and making videos to go with the music I felt compelled to write for the book. (Yes, I know the lips don’t synch and neither do the movements. Yet. This is minimum viable product. Very minimum. As always I learn new tech by screaming and hitting my head on the desk and saying I can’t, till it clicks and then I can do all the things. It’s a stupid process, but it’s mine.) Then I came to the computer to share it and–
Well. It is what it is. I promise tomorrow I’ll work (Or nap. I’m still sick. Just in case my playing with video tools has the same effects as house cleaning.

HOUSE REPUBLICANS OPT TO REOPEN INVESTIGATION INTO JAN. 6 RIOTS, HOUSE DEMS OPT TO TURN COMMITTEE INTO CIRCUS CLOWN SHOW:   We’re Back to This Stuff Again?

With the current democrats it’s always dumpster fire day.

COLOR FLIPPING THIS IS THE MATCH THAT SETS THE WORLD ON FIRE:  People are shocked but having taught in a largely “minority” school I can tell you that Black people have had decades of pro-Black racial programming that frames them as victims of an oppressive caste or evil White. It’s present in churches, community social justice groups, and most notably, public education, where we pay for White Leftist teachers to indoctrinate kids into this garbage way of thinking because it makes them feel good (“I’m on the side of the oppressed!”)

AND THIS IS: For all the x-less.

Our enemies love this idea. And they’re swarming their bots all over twitter to achieve it. This gentleman is wrong. It’s not too late. People reach for each other despite this. Remember what I told you in 2020: STOP FALLING FOR PSY-OPS. Tell the truth, and shame the devil. Challenge the lies.

IT IS KIND OF LONG. BUT IT IS FINISHED:  Book Review – No Man’s Land.

Doing typesetting for 2 right now. 3 is at copyeditor’s.

SHE GOT WHAT I PUT IN IT:  Great, galloping glorious fun! No Man’s Land!

No, Laura and I aren’t engaged in a trade of reviews. We actually traded manuscripts a few months ago. The rest was a great surprise. Particularly since her brand of SF is far more “serious and hard” than mine. (And I’m a wee bit jealous of her ability to write it.)  As for why we know each other, well… we both run in Libertarian and Space circles. Sometimes I think I know everyone in those.

FROM SARAH A. HOYT:  No Man’s Land: Volume 1 (Chronicles of Lost Elly).

Sufficiently advanced science is indistinguishable from magic.

On a lost colony world, mad geneticists thought they could eliminate inequality by making everyone hermaphrodite. They were wrong. Catastrophically wrong.
Now technology indistinguishable from magic courses through the veins of the inhabitants, making their barbaric civilization survivable—and Publius Cornelius Scipio Africanus Kayel Hayden, Viscount Webson, Envoy of the Star Empire—Skip to his friends— has just crash-landed through a time-space rift into the middle of it all.
Dodging assassins and plummeting from high windows was just the beginning. With a desperate king and an archmagician as his only allies, Scipio must outrun death itself while battling beasts, traitors, and infiltrators bent on finishing what the founders started: total destruction.
Two worlds. One chance. No time to lose.

Volume 1
The Ambassador Corps has rules: you cannot know everything, don’t get horizontal with the natives, don’t make promises you can’t keep.
They’re a lot harder to follow when assassins are hunting you, your barbarian allies could kill you for the wrong word, and death lurks around every corner.
The unwritten rule? Never identify with the natives.
Skip’s already broken that one.
Now he’s racing against time to save his new friends from slavery—or worse—while dodging energy blasts and political intrigue. One crash-landed diplomat. A world of deadly secrets. And absolutely no backup.

Some rules are meant to be broken. Others will get you killed.