Memories of Ice Clang. The hammer flattened the metal on the anvil. Clang Clang. Jarns focused on the task, lost to the rhythm. Clang. A year as an apprentice, today Master Trage would judge his final piece. The sword for Sir Hamna. Clang Clang. He shoved the metal back into …
Still experimenting with some bits and pieces. You never really know what you might get. Child of Blackmoon Blackest night, midnight with a cloudless sky and no moon to show for it. The dark side of the moon passes over the field. That day and for days preceding it, the …
Today we stumble across a short bit to make us thirsty for more. Maybe it’s something, maybe not. I’m not here to judge anything. I just put the words to the page. Silver Flames Focus in on the edge of a glass. A finger twists across its surface and the …
Mornings keep coming sooner and sooner lately. But for the life of me I can’t figure out why the start of this week I felt so much more tired than I do coming toward the end of the week. Mind you, the tired is there in both cases but there …
This blast from the past was originally written for the Indies Unlimited weekly flash fiction prompts. Original posting date was August 20, 2014. In the past they used to give you prompts and a picture and then you went from there. The story can fit the prompts, it can be …
Here comes another bits and pieces. These are not meant to be stories in any way. Mostly this is moments of writing practice that I am using as warm ups before writing more stories. Think of it as a glimpse into the things I go through as I work toward …
So here is a thing. It isn’t meant to be a full story and it won’t read like a story. Doing bits and pieces of stories has been something I have played around with here in the past. It’s a bit of character study as well as digging into different …
Sorry for another blast from the past (this one came out on October 12, 2014). Hoping to be getting to a more sane schedule again so. Captured Scent of the Predator Don’t be caught out after dark. Tara heard her Nanna’s voice as she stepped out into the chill night …
View Past the Edge of Night Sara scanned into the distance just over the edge of the cliff. “You were right,” she said. “The view is amazing. I can’t believe we never came out this way before.” “Zack told me about it last week. Told him I was looking for …
Still recovering from surgery yesterday. Doing a blast from the past because it’s what I have the energy for right now. The story was first published September 15, 2014. The Masks We Wear “We all wear masks,” Carl said. Dr. Carl Sanderson started the lecture the same way every semester. …