First, I have to preface this by saying I don’t like thrillers. It’s a good story, I guess, if you like thrillers. I don’t. I got this book because I recognized the author from some obscure memory that found it’s way into the forefront. I found the book because my new home has a bookContinue reading “Book Review. Idoru by William Gibson”
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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…”
The Left Hand of Darkness
by Ursula K. Le Guin This review is a long time coming. Mostly because I just sat on it, and mostly because I moved. Or whatever excuse I can think of. I think I was getting too engrossed in other books and simply forgot. Oh well… This book reminds me of why I love toContinue reading “The Left Hand of Darkness”
What was that?!
-What was that?! -Oh, that? I think it was a demon. -A demon?! -Yeah. -What the…What?! -Yeah, I think it’s following me around. -Following you around?! -Yeah. It’s kinda annoying, right? Buster looked half-confused, half-shocked, and half-scared out of his wits. -Ummm, stay away from me! I sensed an evil aura reach for me fromContinue reading “What was that?!”
Time to Catch a Bastard
“So now what?” asked Gary as he leaned against the car. The parking lot they chose was a bit out of the way, and they had to park in the back for some privacy. “So now we wait” replied Lucy as she came to sit next to him. “Is this going to take long?” “IContinue reading “Time to Catch a Bastard”
Yes
“Good news” she said. My dad likes you.” “Really? He picked on me all through dinner?” “He wouldn’t do that if he didn’t like you.” “Oh, ok. I’m glad I met him. Now I can give you this.” I showed her the ring. She screamed “YES!” before I could ask. “So this is the guy”Continue reading “Yes”
Cabin
It’s flash fiction, in three parts. They all follow a theme, but should stand alone. As such the order in which they appear shouldn’t matter. Tell me what you think. George stood in the front room of the wooden cabin, a room packed with more memories than furniture. It was gifted to him by hisContinue reading “Cabin”
Martin took in his fellow conscripts to see how they were fairing.
Many of them looked sad and forlorn, and dressed like him in simple clothes, fellow farmer’s boys who had the misfortune of being conscripted. There was one young lad at the far end who quietly cried to himself. He thought he should feel sad too, but he was too excited about the new life aheadContinue reading “Martin took in his fellow conscripts to see how they were fairing.”
I thought you had no one of age here.
Barouk looked at Martin, then at the lieutenant, then back to Martin, Then back to the lieutenant. Although his mouth was working, no sound came out. Then he looked at Tessa, who was covering her mouth in shock, her eyes wide. Barouk didn’t know what to say, nor what to do, as they watched MartinContinue reading “I thought you had no one of age here.”
The soldiers, four of them led their horses to the house and stopped.
They wore chain mail hauberks over their dark green tunics, with wide leather belts that held their scabbards for swords and knives, dark green capes with the king’s emblem on them, the shiniest of metal greaves that led to their just as shiny armored boots, and shiny metal gauntlets. They were striking figures, even withoutContinue reading “The soldiers, four of them led their horses to the house and stopped.”
Arid Testimony 