That’s one way to discourage sexual and general harassment by entitled toxic men: be a magickal woman who can control birds, and just go all Hitchcock on the dude.
That’s a deserved smirk. Lord Whosis ain’t going to catcall anyone in that village again. You go on with your bad self, hawk lady.
Title would be awful no matter what cover you put it on, though.
A: Either fantasy that makes you feel sore from reading it… or fantasy that’s like, ooomph, you know, gosh wow or… soaring in the way methane gas is lighter than air.
“Hello, Editor? This is Sydney J. Van Scyoc. That’s right, Van Scyoc, rhymes with, well, you figure it out. Look you idiot, who hit the space bar? It’s supposed to be Featherstroke. Like Bluesong, Darkchild . . . get it?
Great start to the new year—looks like everybody’s raring to go. GSS to all comments!
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January 4th, 2022 at 12:16 pm
Lordhawke.
January 4th, 2022 at 1:51 pm
The lady and her falcon were looking for some peace and quiet, so of course this cover has to happen.
January 4th, 2022 at 3:37 pm
Lady Owl is standing in front of a painting of avian-equine chaos, feeling smug.
January 4th, 2022 at 4:01 pm
That’s one way to discourage sexual and general harassment by entitled toxic men: be a magickal woman who can control birds, and just go all Hitchcock on the dude.
That’s a deserved smirk. Lord Whosis ain’t going to catcall anyone in that village again. You go on with your bad self, hawk lady.
Title would be awful no matter what cover you put it on, though.
January 4th, 2022 at 5:02 pm
Um… hello, Madam Bird Lady… excuse me, but there’s something going on behind you that might be important…
January 4th, 2022 at 5:09 pm
I know the lady is supposed to look smug, but she looks stone deaf.
January 4th, 2022 at 5:09 pm
“Soaring new fantasy from the author of…”
Q: What precisely is “soaring” Fantasy?
A: Either fantasy that makes you feel sore from reading it… or fantasy that’s like, ooomph, you know, gosh wow or… soaring in the way methane gas is lighter than air.
January 4th, 2022 at 5:13 pm
Cover artist Keith Parkinson.
https://www.bookloveroxford.co.uk/product/feather-stroke-by-sydney-j-van-scyoc/
January 4th, 2022 at 5:56 pm
Don’t you just hate it when you take your new boyfriend to the bird sanctuary, then it turns out both him AND his horse have a phobia of crows.
January 4th, 2022 at 6:17 pm
It’s giving me a stroke.
January 4th, 2022 at 6:47 pm
Fly my pretties, fly!
January 4th, 2022 at 6:58 pm
‘…Just like me, they long to be close to you”.
January 4th, 2022 at 8:55 pm
“Look, no matter what she said, I don’t have any birdseed on me!”
January 4th, 2022 at 10:48 pm
The horse is desperately trying to get that bird-magnet of an asshole off his back:
“They’re after YOU, loser! Get off me!”
January 5th, 2022 at 12:22 am
That title is enough to make a horse laugh.
January 5th, 2022 at 3:52 am
@JP: Apparently we’re seeing the last second before horsie finishes rearing up, dumping the guy off, and galloping away from Sir Enemy of Crows.
Maybe one or more of the crows plans to give him either a clot or a bleed, thus he has a feather (induced) stroke?
January 5th, 2022 at 4:55 am
“Hello, Editor? This is Sydney J. Van Scyoc. That’s right, Van Scyoc, rhymes with, well, you figure it out. Look you idiot, who hit the space bar? It’s supposed to be Featherstroke. Like Bluesong, Darkchild . . . get it?
Great start to the new year—looks like everybody’s raring to go. GSS to all comments!