It's OC Sunday and Sniper Sunday, so here's a bit of both!

Crosshair goes to 79's for a drink and meets a GAR psychologist having the worst day of her life. The nice guy inside him comes out without his permission.

(If you like this one-shot, there's a multichapter continuation!)

When you spend your life surrounded by only one particular kind of death and only one particular type of griever, it is very easy to settle into that way of thinking. Soldiers fight. Soldiers die. Soldiers are mourned by other soldiers who then move on. They have to. Clones fit into this even more neatly. There is no other family to grieve them.

This has essentially been a collection for a while, but now it's literally a collection!

My first little Tech story introduced an OC that resonated with a lot of people, so I wrote more—and more, and more.

This is a collection of interwoven stories where two geniuses fall in love, a sniper meets someone who sees right through him, a war hero finds that the Force wants him to be happy, and all the clones everywhere suddenly have their lives given back to them by someone who didn't even know they could.

AGH! Evil question!

That's like asking me to pick a favorite child! 😖 "A Sniper Walks Into a Bar..." is one of my favorites. I wrote it over two years ago, but it still makes me happy.