T. Olsen 🏳️🌈 📚
@keilantra
SFF author, world-builder, dungeon master, chaotic neutral bisexual, snarky hedge witch, she/her (I ❤️ antiheroes) 🚫AI! 💙📚🌈🚀💫
Here’s an old pic of Gnar telling everyone to buy my books. He likes fast, entertaining fantasy with queer characters, witty banter, and chaos energy. Find them here: tamiolsen.com
It’s finally been raining today. And it’s one of those whole day drizzles. Glorious way to wind down.
They were leased as a pair. Raised and rented out by their own species. Living engine parts. But no more. A disgraced scientist and an outlaw engineer offer them another life. A life of danger, black markets, and—if they’re lucky—freedom. books2read.com/u/31jo2M
A secret society of wizard-killers, a pack of territory-grabbing werewolves, and prepping his students for the upcoming midterms… spring semester was going to kill him. books2read.com/u/38aKN6
My books are available on Kobo Plus!!! Please look them up and read them for free there. And if you could leave a review, I'd be ever so grateful. Hard to break in on a new platform at ground zero. 😅
I found this rock at lunch. It’s now my emotional support rock for the rest of my workday.
He’s a thief. She’s an escort. Neither is willing to risk what they have to turn it into more. Shadows of Old Town books2read.com/u/mZ6Znl
“At least we don’t have hurricanes and tsunamis and tons of poisonous critters.” Of course we don’t. We have derechos and tornados and blizzards and the poisonous things are too smart to live here.
It’s like he said “what if I could drive around in a Burger King Whopper box?”
I always split a can of wet food between the cats as soon as I wake up. My monster orange fluffer has started sitting next to the little raised shelf I put the bowls down on and tapping it with his meaty paw like some kind of rich restaurant goer. Cat tax ⬇️
This is what it’s all about. Sometimes the road doesn’t take you anyplace, it just wanders with you.
He keeps my dice warm while we play. And this is why I need two dice trays.
I’ve made a mistake. I brought this toy home to my ADHD family an hour before DnD. They are very distracted and I really hope they figure it out soon. 😅
We did a spread for the neighborhood. Between everyone that brought fireworks we had a pretty good display. (I love these harem pants.)
I’m absolutely not creating a list of colorful NPCs my players would die to protect. 😈
I put my books up wide a ways back, but I don’t look at that end much. Just noticed there are literally no reviews on kobo. Please, kobo readers, check out some SFF gems in my catalog? Help fund my gardening habit? linktr.ee/tamiolsen
This thunderhead is just floating over us, grumbling continually, trying to decide where it will sploosh.
I didn’t get to go walk in my garden at lunch today because Mother Nature is having a hot flash and I don’t want to share it.
Every hero deserves a night out on the town, right? Check out the duology of Night of Shadows, links on my website: tamiolsen.com “How many times have you almost died in the last week?” “Three? No… Four if you count the Warden hitting on me.” “You realize that’s a lot, right?”
This reminds me of the time one of our party died and we tied a rope to him, levitated him, and cast him out over a wall to be riddled with arrows, reeling him in and out multiple times to try to run the enemy out of ammo and restock ours.
Enjoying a new coloring book. I think the in-laws are a bit disturbed though.