Another day, another realization that my writing muse has decided to lock herself away somewhere and refuses to talk to me. So, I haven’t done much in the way of developing literature. Instead, I’ve watched way too many hours on the History of Knitting. I found it rather interesting that it could be traced back…
DNA test results
A post from the author. I’ve been having some medical issues that have been bothering me in the past few months. They’ve been around for a while, but it’s in that level where I’m done being irritated with it. So, a couple months ago I did the cheap version of a genetics test and got…
Subgalaxia: Ch 14
It was late in the afternoon. Lunch had been simple and fast. Sophia had made sure of that. Fane and Bern sat on the bed on either side of the white wolf. Yeller sat in a chair facing them, worry creasing his expression. Ishan leaned up against the wall next to the door. Sophia had…
Life of a Librarian: Ch 13
“You doing any better?” Sylwyn asked from the kitchen where he was putting away a couple bags of groceries. I was laid out on the couch, curled around a hot water bottle in a teddy bear cover, the blanket pulled up over my head so that all that peaked out was my nose. “Been better….
Lament of the Author
I’ve cut my soul into a thousand pieces And placed them in a thousand worlds That I might live a thousand lives And love a thousand times -Chapel Orahamm
Life of a Librarian: Ch 12
Morning felt like it came too early. Though the artificial sun indicated it was six, I still bemoaned the night going by too quickly. My neck ached from not moving. I had been tired. After my lashing out from the day before, I was guaranteed to be exhausted. The shower did little to ease the…
Life of a Librarian: Ch 11
I dropped my bags next to the shoe rack when the door clicked behind us. A sigh escaped me as I relaxed into the gentle light of the setting sun in the courtyard. This had to be one of the more beautiful times of day to see the apartment. Sylwyn dropped a stack of mail…
What influences my writing?
Some people end up curious about where an author comes up with what they write. I’ve been told my writing is strange in no uncertain words. It’s been called ‘a-step-to-the-left’, ‘slipstream’, ‘undefinable’, ‘genre adjacent’, ‘not quite sure how to define it’. To me, they don’t quite feel all that different from other stories, but when…
Director’s Cut: Life of a Librarian
So, Life of a Librarian is a rewrite. I had the first 14 chapters done when I finally started listening to my characters rather than bulldozing them. I wrote a couple pages separate from the script when I let them finally talk. It helped me get a feel for the characters that otherwise were flat….
Life of a Librarian: Ch 10
“A little Simil for a big Simil?” I posited to the Mad Hatter. “Benefit the system, and the system benefits you.” He plucked at a grape. It slipped past his fork to roll to the other side of his plate. Baffled disappointment creased his features. “What can I do for the Chair, and what can…
Chapel Orahamm 