Monthly Archives: January 2015
Winterweary
Winterweary bones know nothing but the chill of another year beginning, when everyone knows the last one is still clinging like last year’s dead blossoms on the skeleton of a magnolia, keeping the new blooms from being able to breathe.
The Autumn Queen No. 20 – My boy
This is #20 of The Autumn Queen. To start at the beginning, go here. PREVIOUS * * * Many captains thought it ill luck to provide passage for a woman in flight, as I so obviously was, but the amount … Continue reading
Nothing But A Ghost
It was light out, when he put the last little one to bed. It was light out, but Lewis didn’t care; he needed a little time to himself. Sometimes he did that — put them to bed early, so they … Continue reading
What Did You Expect?
Meant to tell you something important but I Hiccuped Zigged when I should’ve zagged I have that song in my head you know the one and now I’m more than a little tegalnd pu Ohgod I remember thinking “This is all … Continue reading
Fragments Made of Fiction – Experiments
Lewin had shown bits and pieces of a story on his blog a bit ago — that link is here, and he asked his readers to add an ending to the story. Considering I barely even end my own fiction, … Continue reading