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Margret’s Lament 2

For context: Margret is the wife of Ethan the Traitor, a man who through luck and chance wound up on the side of an invasion fleet of aliens from another galaxy. Because of his treachery, he was allowed to take some land for his own, or rather for Margret. As the Invaders give the landContinue reading “Margret’s Lament 2”

Cheryl loved the …

…idea of living in a house shoved into a block of sky-scrapers. A modest two-story affair, homey, gabled, with a short front lawn and a low wooden fence in front. In the midst of a bustling city street. She would watch from her bedroom window at the throngs that went about their day chasing thatContinue reading “Cheryl loved the …”

In a semi-deep grotto…

…a shape moved. It only moved because the rising sun sent light into the grotto, creating reflections of light over the wavelets of slightly green, clear water. Light danced about in ever-shifting lines about the grotto, hitting rocks walls and the shape itself. The shape didn’t understand what was happening, and looked about it withContinue reading “In a semi-deep grotto…”

Hang the Moon by Jeannette Walls

I was in a book store and happened upon this book (see July 21st post, minding my own business). I read the liner notes and thought it looked promising, so I got it along with several other books. I had finished another book and was ready to move on to something new, so I startedContinue reading “Hang the Moon by Jeannette Walls”

So I entered this contest…

…and didn’t win. I didn’t cry (well, maybe a little bit) because something was pulled out of me. A story like no other that I could have imagined. I’m still working out the how, why, and what happens next, but it’s mostly done in my head. There is a lot of world building I haveContinue reading “So I entered this contest…”

Slaughterhouse 5

I read this and my one regret is I finished it. It ended. It’s over. Now what? Just continue on as if nothing had happened? Consider my life choices, trying to figure out where I went wrong? I don’t know. There are few books that can do that to me. Why did I even readContinue reading “Slaughterhouse 5”