“It’ll be just like LOST,” my agent encouraged me, “Mixed with Survivor, except that you won’t have to crash-land first, and it’s going to be REALLY real, you won’t have a whole foodservice crew just off camera.” He was more … Continue reading
If you go out when the sun has gone down below the horizon, and start walking, you’ll get to the road, see. You’ll get to the road and you’d take it away from the city, away from town, away from … Continue reading
4 Octobre My love, I suppose I should not fool myself that this letter shall ever reach you, yet I cannot help but hope. With the famine and the disease that followed it like a hungry child in the wake … Continue reading
She rides through the woods, they say, they say she rides through the woods they say the carriage she rides in is not just a carriage despite its four walls floor roof and wheels the carriage she rides in is … Continue reading
I’m not sure how long he had been watching me.He was on my walk home; there was a path that cut through one corner of the park, usually not often used because it was so shady and secluded, but I … Continue reading
A long time ago, histocasts claimed, we were one race, living on one planet, and the sky above it was barely penetrable except to unmanned, clunky satcom units and the occasional shortjump to the totally non-T-formed moon. It sounded so … Continue reading
Over on Google Plus, I’ve tripped and fallen into heading a wonderful writing project called Nightmare Fuel. Every year for the last several years running, nightmares have been a significant issue for me at this time of year. From September … Continue reading
A handful of 1 foot long black cotton strings. I don’t remember what they came from, or why I saved them. They feel odd, too – as if the cotton has been lightly waxed. I’m not sure what I meant … Continue reading
This cigar box is the first candidate because it is different from the other five. While the others are the classic cigar box shape – long, broad, and very flat, with a lid that nestles down in between the front … Continue reading
I am a hoarder. I’m not a hoarder to the extreme; I don’t need interventions¹, I don’t need to clean out rooms with a shovel. My living space is only a health hazard if you’re not careful of the books … Continue reading