15th January, 2010 - No Comments
A noise pierced her thoughts, claws scrapping on rocks. Big claws. She pressed herself against the cave wall, peering uselessly into the black. A gust of warm air rushed down the passage, filling her nostrils with the scent of smoke and rotted flesh. She trembled, sinking to the floor in a little ball, wishing she could turn herself invisible. Read More
8th January, 2010 - No Comments
Three feet to go, one more step, when it finally appeared. The pass troll leapt up, landing between Keiren and the bridge. He stumbled back, clenching his sword with shaking hands. The troll just laughed, and the horrible noise echoed down the ravine. Read More
2nd January, 2010 - No Comments
I made 37 submissions in 2009. 29 of them in the final three months of the year, after returning, inspired and renewed from DragonCon in Atlanta. Of the 37 submission, 29 have been rejected. I wrote a lot of new flash fiction this past year, 7 of which were submitted, and most of the rest » Read More
1st January, 2010 - No Comments
“I don’t want this.” He tossed the red wooded ball back to the jester. “Of course you do, my boy. You just don’t know it, yet.” The clown dropped it into his empty cup. Read More
25th December, 2009 - No Comments
The crackling of the fire was getting on his nerves. It was so distracting, the loud pops pulling his attention from the hut where his wife lay, screaming at irregular intervals. He wanted to be in there with her, to hold her and protect her, but the two women at the door would let no man pass. Read More
18th December, 2009 - No Comments
The baby was born amidst screaming and blood. A battle raged in the camp, a night attack from the hills. Men and women screamed, fought and died. Merina, hair a tangled mess, lay with the newborn Karena on her chest. Tired after their own ordeal, they both slept. Read More
11th December, 2009 - No Comments
“Throw him out on his head!” The king cried. Julian figured that was a better pronouncement than being thrown out without his head, but he still turned and ran for the doors before anyone could change the verdict. His multicolored balls still littered the floor, tripping up a few of the rushing guards. Read More
4th December, 2009 - No Comments
She stares at its cold white face, full now, but hiding again soon enough. Forever changing and yet always the same. It never turns from her, even when it is dark. Inconstant and yet utterly reliable. It stares back at her, illuminating her face with its borrowed light. Unfeeling and distant it brings comfort in » Read More
28th November, 2009 - No Comments
I got some interesting story bits and characters. Doa and Tio definitely beg to be written about independently. They will probably be an upcoming Friday Flash piece before they become a full fledged story. But I have failed at the writing of a novel this month. I have failed at making the necessary time to » Read More
27th November, 2009 - No Comments
“Where’ve you been?” “Out.” “Why didn’t you wake me?” “Wanted to be alone.” “You know that’s dangerous.” “So you say.” “I’m not lying to you.” “Whatever. You’re scared of everyone.” “I…Wait. Where did you go?” “Nowhere.” “You went into the city to drink.” “Maybe. I get thirsty.” “They could have seen you. They could kill » Read More
