Keith R. Fentonmiller

Two cursed families. One marauding god. Zero chance of escape. And now the bad news.

Tuscany, 1603. Andolosia Petasos dreams of being the next Da Vinci, only Fate has cursed him to make hats. It's not Andolosia's fault. After all, it was his Greek ancestor who stole Hermes' teleportation hat and brought down all of Olympus. The gods just don't forgive that sort of thing.

For Moira, weaving fates is a thankless job — what with the rampant sexual harassment, unequal pay, and incompetent management. And now she must weave a future that will fix the Olympian disaster, the very one she created. 

Andolosia's life changes when the rich and powerful Sansone de Medici commissions a fantastical hat. At de Medici's Florentine palazzo, Andolosia encounters the feisty Carlotta Lux. She claims de Medici has kidnapped her because she is descended from Daphne, the legendary water nymph. Of course, Andolosia has no choice but to rescue her using Hermes' hat. But instead of gratitude, she is furious. Carlotta had been within inches of killing her captor.

Sansone de Medici is not who he seems. He is driven by a supernatural urge that demands he never gives up the chase. And Andolosia and Carlotta can't run far enough to escape him. 

My historical fantasy novel, Fate Accompli: The Water Nymph Gospels, Book 1, was published May 18, 2021 by Ellysian Press.

I published my debut novel, Kasper Mützenmacher's Cursed Hat (Curiosity Quills Press), in 2017. Foreword Clarion Reviews rated the novel 5 out of 5, nominated it as a 2017 Indies Book of the Year Finalist in the fantasy category, and shortlisted it for the editor's prize. Kirkus Review described Cursed Hat as "an undeniably imaginative journey" that "keeps the reader eager to uncover its final destination." I will expand and re-release Cursed Hat as Books 2 and 3 of The Water Nymph Gospels.

Aside from novels, I've published short stories, one of which was nominated for a Pushcart Prize, and humor pieces in Defenestration and The Satirist.

When not wearing my fiction writer hat, I practice consumer protection law in Washington, D.C. Rest assured your tax dollars are hard at work as I battle marketers of "modern miracles" like weight-loss earrings and penile-enhancing herbs. (Please let me know if you spot an ad for penile enhancement earrings.)

I graduated from the University of Michigan with a degree in philosophy, which, surprisingly, did not qualify me for gainful employment. In short, it was on to graduate school. Well, almost. I spent a year touring with a professional comedy troupe, writing and performing sketch comedy at colleges in the Mid-Atlantic States. After that frolic and detour, it was a blur of law school, falling in love, cats, marriage, a dog, children, a fish, more dogs, another fish, a chinchilla, guinea pigs, and an assortment of uninvited rodents that have since burrowed through the foundation. Storybook.

I live in Kensington, Maryland with my wife, Laura. Stoney and Bay are our adult children. Wait. Adult children? WTF? The chinchilla and guinea pigs have moved on to homes with younger kids. The fish is dead.