A much-loved wizard takes a vacation to rural, fantastical Indiana, where he finds getting away from his work is harder than he thinks. "Cracking little read, with plenty of laughs and knowing nudges to fans of fantasy, that really shows the author's light tough with the genre. A great way to while away a few minutes."

You asked for it, you got it! The mysterious Wizard is back, and he's brought along his demons—literally. What's this about a nemesis and a gambling addiction? Can't an old man enjoy a cone of Ben & Jerry's and a nice nap at his favorite San Francisco B&B without a bunch of Chinatown zombies trying to get in on the action? And why are the sidewalks of The Castro suddenly so fabulous, anyway? You don't have be an LGBTQutie-patootie to shake your booty. Just ask the Wizard, or anyone who's read his latest Wizard Tale. Better yet, read it yourself! By popular demand, The Wizard Takes a Fitness Class is also longer than the first wizard story—much longer. Cover art is once again by Nik Caesar, this time with color by John Hageman. If you can't exorcise your demons, why not exercise with them?

The Wizard is back, and this time he's taking us to a wedding. Do you have what it takes to be a wizard's +1? Now available.

The Wizard, Madame Zelda, and the mystical lamp of the Tarot. What could go wrong? Originally published as part of Allegories of the Tarot anthology, October 2013.

“Dragons?” Lucian said, pushing his glasses back up his nose as he questioned me. “Not sure I’m ready for dragons yet.” “Oh, worry not. I wouldn’t ask you to face down dragons at this point in your training. Goodness, boy—not sure I’d know where to find dragons, plural.” “Well, that’s a relief,” he said, scratching the fuzz on his upper lip, threatening, as it was, to bloom into a mustache any day. His gaze returned to the water, blue as a postcard. “Doesn’t look real,” he said. He pointed to the beach, as our ship neared port. “The sand is so white!” “Yes, yes, Lucian. Sand so white, water so blue, sky so…” We both looked up, and though I didn’t dare tear my gaze away from the sky, I was almost certain both of us stared, mouths agape. “I thought you said there wouldn’t be any dragons, Wizard.” “Well,” I said, gathering my staff and positioning it at the ready, “maybe just the one.”