I've got a houseful of sick people (including me, though not nearly as badly as everyone else) so I've been up weird hours and bored to death, though not actually competent to do anything useful like write. Trolling the shub-internet's a dodgy thing at the best of times, but at 3 AM, well...

Anyway, courtesy of the top site list, I found Wizard and Warrior. And some other stuff that was pretty darned good, but that's for another time.

It's a Michael Moorcock riff, and a damned good one. Blood and thunder, sex and enthusiasm, the thing just screams with energy, and that's during the quiet parts. Yeah, the formatting of the first chapter or two makes some parts a little odd, yeah it needs editing like most net fiction, yeah a dozen chapters in it shifts first person viewpoints occasionally, and yeah it yanks in some gaming references (christ on a crutch, people, if you want elves that want to get laid worse than a kid in a porn shop, and will cheerfully gut you and read the future in your entrails to you, you don't need D&D you need Yates) but still, it works, as cheerfully decadent and unabasahedly proud of its warts as the source it hearkens back to. The only problem is that it's not done yet.

It's OK if you don't like it. I do. And you have no idea how much I wish I could write like that.

Besides, there's Samurai Cat artwork mocking a classic Frazetta piece. How can you not like that?