"L. H. Franzibald is the Dan Brown of fantasy epics." ~ Extreme Digest
"I wote Song of the Sorcelator to exemplify my dominion over both the intellectual and artistic realms, and give a stylized account of my own exploits. Grimm Shado and I are of the same heart, only I'm more awesomer." ~ L. H. Franzibald, Entertainment Tomorrow Night
The author of primordial The Elspinster Saga (published by the Ukrainian Glekt-Franzibald Publishing Ltd) and of the much more popular reimagining of that saga known as The Song of the Sorcelator (published by Magic Mouse Publishing). Franzibald has been many things throughout his life - hipster, motorcycle stuntman, philanthropist, jazz fusion instrumentalist, World Class Whip master - but his latest achievement, The Song of the Sorcelator Saga, may well rank up there as one of his best yet. Breaking new ground in the fantasy scene, Franzibald's captivating writing style tells of a world where magic and technology war and meld on a thousand battlescarred plains. Pulse-pounding extreme action, tender romantic moments, kickass explosions - The Song has it all, and more besides. And best of all, it all takes place within a rich, expanding fantasy world more unique than anything which has ever come before!
Franzibald has recieved several awards and commendations throughout his life, and not just for his writing - he is greatly accomplished in many fields; medicine, music, philosophy. Amazingly, this man, who has accomplished so very much, has done it in an incredibly short time. L. H. Franzibald (L. H. standing for Lee Hartwood) is a mere 26 years old and taking worldwide stardom admirably. Once bosom friends with disgraced pulp author Tycho Brahe, Franzibald now refers to him only as the "The Fallen One" after Brahe made off with a pile of his notes and character concepts for The Song of the Sorcelator during a jazz sleepover party at Franzibald's alpine cabin retreat. When asked about his feelings on Brahe's Elemenstor Saga during an interview, Franzibald became misty-eyed and said the following: "Man, Ty - The Fallen One and me were such awesome buddies - we did everything together. Looking back, I guess I can kinda see that he always had this kind of hanger-on complex with me, you know? He wanted to be big, to escape from the smalltime hell he was putting himself through. I knew he was desperate. But I also thought that I knew he was my friend." Franzibald is then reported to have hung his head, declining any further questions on the subject.
All in all, Lee Hartwood Franzibald is a great man, a man that all men should aspire to emulate. In just 26 years he has done so much - and we must ask ourselves, when our time comes, will we have matched even his current accomplishments?
It is a widely known fact that he does not like to have sex with typewriters, and it would be the province only of the insanely jealous or the deranged to claim so.
For such a young author, L.H. Franzibald has had a rather epic career in litigation.
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Though this view is sometimes taken, with all of its glittering generalities, Franzibald is also regarded as a plagiarizing cheat. One of his main detractors, Tycho, of the widely known "Penny Arcade" web comic claims that the work in "Sorcelator" is his own. Following are responses by Tycho.
"I've made no secret of the fact that I've done a bit of writing on the side, a thirteen novella cycle for Realmworlds Publishing entitled Epic Legends Of The Hierarchs: The Elemenstor Saga. You can check out the ELotHTES Wiki if you want to know more about my piercing intellect or the vigorous narratives that crash down upon the reader, sometimes causing serious injury. I'm not legally culpable in these injuries, no. But there is the fear that they might eventually affect sales, so I do ask readers to hold the book a couple feet further away than they might less potent fiction.
It was not until the recent E3 that I became aware of a competing fantasy franchise in an out of the way Kentian hovel, a series which is apparently called "The Song of the Sorcelator." I use the term "competing" out of politeness. L. H. Franzibald - the retarded doppleganger responsible for these perversions - could no more compete with me than could my pale shadow mount and subsequently impregnate a galloping giraffe. It is analogies like this for which I am well known.
I don't have time to enumerate for you every instance of L. H. Franzibald's bald "acquisitions" from my pure texts. Suffice it to say that I have found a fitting place for his creative output. So there is no confusion, it is the same place I might hurl a soiled tissue or perhaps the wrapper from a King Size Snickers, its noble work having already been accomplished.
He has also responded through his comics, which can be seen below:
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All in all, is this man truly who the above author makes him out to be? You can take whatever side you want, but research the facts.
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