About the Snippets

Snippets are excerpts from books which have not yet been published. I started posting snippets on Baen’s Bar back in 1999 and have maintained the practice ever since. Some years ago, when I first launched this web site, I carried over the snippets and post them here. They’re also still posted on Baen’s Bar, if you prefer that venue. (Go to www,baen.com, select “Baen Community,” and then select “Baen’s Bar” from the drop-down menu.)

All of the snippets are posted in my conference, titled “Mother of Demons.” They can sometimes also be found in other conferences, depending on the title.

The snippets begin with the start of a book and typically go through half the novel before breaking off when the book is published. In addition to posting snippets from my own novels, I also post (with their permission) snippets from books written by many other authors.

We post snippets every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

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Forced Perspectives – Snippet 37

Forced Perspectives - Snippet 37 "We know what it means," said Castine. "How do we stop him from trying to kill us," asked Vickery, "and how do I get my book back?" He turned left again on Olympic, past the monolithic Koreatown Galleria. "Your book! What the hell is...

The Shaman of Karres – Snippet 01

The Shaman of Karres - Snippet 01 The Shaman of Karres By Eric Flint and Dave Freer To the world's ambulance and paramedic volunteers. True shamans. Prelude The Leewit was unsettled. She usually dealt with that by going up as high as possible and breaking things with...

Forced Perspectives – Snippet 36

Forced Perspectives - Snippet 36 The man in the dark windbreaker, at least, could obviously see the thing -- he grabbed his companion and they scrambled back into the SUV and slammed the doors. When Vickery heard the starter whine, he drew his gun. The bottom curves...

Forced Perspectives – Snippet 35

Forced Perspectives - Snippet 35 CHAPTER EIGHT: Last Bus to Oblivion Ragotskie was blinking around in evident confusion. Vickery rubbed one hand over his face. "You okay?" asked Castine anxiously. "This is twice in less than twenty-four hours for you." "Sure." There...

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