Tupper dashed ahead, but Freydolf ambled along at a slower pace, mindful of his surroundings, for the sprawling stoneworks were ultimately his responsibility. Their familiarity grounded him, their richness inspired him, and their complexity meant there was always a decent chance of spotting something he’d never noticed before.
—HARROW by C. J. Milbrandt
In a baffling blend of trans-continental traditions, Aurelius touched his forehead, his lips, and his chest, then bowed low. With careless deference, he intoned, “Sprat, for your foresight, your forays, and your forbearance where this big oaf is concerned, you have earned my gratitude! I shall proclaim it in Verit, Terse, Prose, and Skrit!”
—HARROW by C. J. Milbrandt
Of all the Meadowsweet siblings, Tupper was the hardest to describe. He fit in well enough with his looks, for he bore a strong resemblance to their father; however, his personality had always been rather vague. Although no one would have gone so far as to call him weak, Tupper didn’t seem to have any strengths.
—HARROW by C. J. Milbrandt
Doves abide while eagles soar,
but both build nests.”
—HARROW by C.J. Milbrandt
The Keeper charged through the Harrow’s front door, bellowing, “Aurelius!”
“In here,” his brother-in-law sang out.
Following the sound of his voice into the sleeping chamber, he found the man packing for his trip. Holding up two vests in slightly different shades of brown, he asked, “Chestnut or nutmeg?”
—Galleries of Stone, Book 2: Harrow
Gilded Fingers. I’m forever running into things that remind me of my stories. In a recent perusal of Continue reading CHIT-CHAT: Harrow
I did an authorial reread of Meadowsweet and Harrow, partly for Continue reading Galleries of Stone Reread
Now Available! The print edition project is coming along nicely. You can now find Galleries of Stone, Book 2: Harrow wherever books are sold. Continue reading IN PRINT: Harrow [Galleries of Stone]
Progress Report. I wanted to give you a quick progress report on the Galleries of Stone print editions. Slow and steady has brought us through long weeks of preparation. We’re about a fortnight away from releasing this fantasy trilogy as “real” books. Here’s a sneak peek at the full cover for Galleries of Stone, Book Two: Harrow. Continue reading GALLERIES OF STONE: Books in Print
Tupper followed his daytime guardian, taking care not to let his hair get caught in overhanging branches. His last haircut had been near the end of the previous summer, so his white-blond curls were becoming difficult to manage. He often wondered if he could buck Flox tradition and let his hair grow out as long as Freydolf’s.
—excerpted from Galleries of Stone, Book 2: Harrow
Tupper Meadowsweet’s whole perspective shifts when he joins Freydolf in the Statuary. The rush of new information would throw anyone off balance, but the boy proves nimbler than most. Distant mountains. Vast oceans. Diverse races. Strange lands. And a whisper of magic that lures him deep into Morven’s galleries. Today, I’m sharing a watercolor of a Tupper whose hair has gone a bit shaggier than is respectable for Flox boys. Continue reading ART: Tupper [Galleries of Stone]
Hello from my hometown! Those familiar with this blog may remember that while I currently make my home in Southern California, I’m originally from a small town in Minnesota. From time to time, I come back to the north country to visit my folks, who still live in the same old farmhouse where I grew up. Many aspects of the Galleries of Stone trilogy find their roots in my rural upbringing—rolling pastures, garden fare, and flocks of chickens. On past trips, I spotted another tie-in. Something I’d forgotten even though I’m sure we drove past it a few times each week. Today, we stopped to snap a picture! Continue reading MINNESOTA TRIP: Spotting a Harrow
C. J. Milbrandt 