More on the Rider books

This series has suffered from poor sales. In Singapore, I have reached a dead end. It is effectively dead in the water. Lack of marketing and obscurity sometimes can kill a series in the tracks and consequently the author suffers.

Also, if you can suggest ways to help me keep the Rider books afloat, please tell me. Perhaps it would be too ambitious for me to wish that big name auhors are my friends and could help me signal boost the books. Wishful thinking on my part.

So, please signal boost if you can. I just can’t let this series die on me. I don’t have any klout in sff, so I couldn’t wish for anything. But my Riders books are my babies. So to hoping for a better future.

Rider and Speaker signal boost

If you are reading this, the Rider books need some help. If you want to read Chaser, you need to convince my publisher that it’s worth publishing (sales matter!):



Some exciting (hopefully!) changes in the coming months!

Once Xiao Xiao & The Dragon’s Pearl is completed on Patreon, I will post a space opera novella with werewolves.  Patreons will get sneak previews/chapters of a spin-off urban fantasy novella from the Jan Xu Adventures universe.

So onward to the coming months!



Back in Singapore…


I will talk more about my trip to Scotland, once I get back on to my mental and physical feet.


Flight and farewell.



Signing off, for now.

Tomorrow night (well, midnight-ish), I am going to get on a plane and fly out of Singapore. Three months ago I made a similar journey. The same transits, only a different destination. That destination now has become a pleasant memory, where I met friends, made new ones and came into my own. That place now, Orlando, is now a place of grief. I stand in silence and solidarity with those affected, because I also see hope too. Real allies are standing up. We are not alone.

So, tomorrow’s flight will ultimately bring me elsewhere where the summer reminds me of a Perth, Western Australia winter. It will definitely be another journey of sorts – and I need the break.

I am not sure how many people will read this. But yes, I am going to get on a plane. Wish us safety, wish us joy, wish us the smoothness of flights.

Take care, everyone

Hui An women.

For Orlando, Florida

We stand united in love and unity against such hate, such loathing.

More hints of the future



A story for Dragonboat Festival

What would it be like in the future?

Captain Ver thought I had gone off the deep end when I told her my plan. I was new to the whole “explorer” job: junior science officer, not about to rock the proverbial boat. She reminded me of my job scope. I reminded her of the tradition.

… of sitting in front of dishes filled with chestnuts, mushrooms and braised meat, hands fumbling with the moist green leaf-fronds while the rest of the family shaped them into cones and then pyramids tied with bright pink plastic string.

… of a warm room steamy with humidity and moisture, while the dried leaf-fronds soaked in water and expanded in a tub of warm clean water. That kind of tree is extinct now.

Captain Ver tried one of the dumplings and loved it.

Now the Milky Way is a very big place. “River” is just a pretty name. I was trying to walk the path of the patriot who jumped into the river.

When I spaced the dumplings, a cluster of eight, the rest of the crew watched in silence. I watched the small objects float away.

Then I made more dumplings, thanks to my stash from Earth-Home.


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