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About quibblemuch

I wrote a book. It is about very weird fairies and the girl with a broom who is going to stop them. You can find the details here, and buy it anywhere you're used to buying books.

And then I wrote another one. It's a cosmic adventure about the power of a young woman's potential. Details here.

Pathfinder: The Musical - Overture

What does it take to find the path?
Does it take dice or skill or math?
Imagination? Wizardly tricks? Barbarian wrath?
Why won't someone tell me
Why can I not see?
Why can't I just take 20
on this quest?

Where is the path?
How can it be found?
I've been scorched and scarred
grappled and grasped
mauled and marred
and buried a year beneath the ground!

I've rolled and I've cursed
And prayed that the worst
won't happen, but it always does!
And every time I say "I've reached it"
I'm only where it was!

What does it take to find the path?
Does it take dice or skill or math?
Imagination? Wizardly tricks? Barbarian wrath?
I cry out to the gods above
and they whisper back
"The path... is love!"

Starfinder: The Musical - Starfinder Things

Starships and androids
and ratfolk with lasers,
zero g gunfights
(but not trademarked phasers),
deep space horror beasties
on gossamer wings,
these are a few of the Starfinder things...

When the engines fail,
when the radar pings,
when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember these Starfinder things
and then I don't feel so bad!

Alien foreheads
all furrowed and ragey,
xenodrug smugglers
so shifty and cagey,
theremin orchestras
lacking all strings,
these are a few of the Starfinder things...

When the vacuum sucks,
when the mi-go stings,
when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember these Starfinder things
and then I don't feel so bad!

Strange Aeons Adventure Path:
The Tatterman Can
a creepy song sung by youngster Brenton Lieklan
Who can strip your skin off?
Weave it in a loom?
Sprinkle it with guts and teeth
and shreds of doom?
The Tatterman can...
The Tatterman can
'cause he knows the Yellow Sign
and where Carcosa is...

Who can see your true self?
Rip it off your bones?
Leave it there for all to see
with shudders and with moans?
The Tatterman can...
The Tatterman can
'cause he knows the Yellow Sign
and where Carcosa is...