Art courtesy zombie2012 For The Wheel, Part Two, the die selected Steampunk, Someone’s Been Poisoned!, and A Secret Message. The skyline of Paramount City was normally a welcome sight. It meant coming home. Today, as Captain Taggert held the wheel of his beloved airship, he saw the skyline in a very different way. The airfighters… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Last Flight of the Wayward Albatross
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Book Review: Mockingbird
When last we left Miriam Black, her unique ability to see the way people die had driven her not to take a life, but to save one. She defied fate, and pulled a fast one on the Reaper. Visions have taunted her to say that she’s part of something much bigger than just her freaky… Continue reading Book Review: Mockingbird
Penmonkey See, Penmonkey Do
Courtesy terribleminds I’m willing to admit that I look up to Chuck Wendig to what may be considered a less-than-healthy degree. And recently, he made a proclamation over on his blog. This is a spectacular idea: writers who take the time to establish structure for themselves seem to be more successful. The ‘plotter’ versus ‘pantser’… Continue reading Penmonkey See, Penmonkey Do
Flash Fiction: Pearl's Back Room
To meet the latest Terribleminds Flash Fiction Challenge, the dice of destiny have chosen: Post-Apocalyptic Horror, A Nevada brothel and Talking animals. They’ve been gone a long time. I’ve got my back to the wall as I sit facing the door. The beaded curtain on the inside of the doorframe catches some of the light… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Pearl's Back Room
Flash Fiction: The War On Christmas
Art by ~boudicca Chuck wanted a war on Christmas. Be careful what you wish for. They come, on both sides, from tales of old. From the frozen wastes yet untouched by man, from crevasses and shadows and hidden places too fearsome for even the most brave and the most crazed, from realms and holes and… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The War On Christmas
Block Breaking Redux
I originally wrote this post over a year ago. However, it feels more relevant now than it did then. Maybe because I’m still struggling to carve out time to write, maybe because I know I’m not the only one writing less than I’d like, maybe because it’s close to the end of the year. Who… Continue reading Block Breaking Redux
Flash Fiction: The End?
Behold, the last 1000 words of a non-existent novel. He surveyed the damage from the Tower. It, and he, rose high above the palace, and he could see the Lightning Field, now back online, reflecting off of the shattered glass and twisted structural damage of his throne room below. Crews were already hard at work… Continue reading Flash Fiction: The End?
Flash Fiction: One Night in Brooklyn
For the Terribleminds Flash Fiction challenge, “Sub-Genre Mash-Up with a Twist“: Work was hard to come by after the war. It could have been easier if I didn’t have a face like a mile of bad road. The rest of me was built better than a solid steel forklift, though, so I could at least… Continue reading Flash Fiction: One Night in Brooklyn
Flash Fiction: Cordite, Acid, and Febreeze
For the Terribleminds Flash Fiction challenge, The Body. He was assaulted by scents when the door opened. The undercurrent of cheap booze and sweat was nearly overwhelmed by the acrid tang of cordite. He set his kit down inside the door and began to remove his coat. “Oh man, thank God you’re here, I don’t… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Cordite, Acid, and Febreeze
Flash Fiction: Stella's Corner Hitching Post
This one was tough. For the Terribleminds Game of Aspects (Halloweenie Edition) the d10 of Destiny dictated: Southern Gothic Evil Awakens! Strip Club Stage Magic Hoo boy. Happy Halloween! It was another hot, muggy night, but the wind was low, meaning the mugginess was not supplemented by the heavy, muddy water of the bayou. Still,… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Stella's Corner Hitching Post
