A Thursday Response to Wednesdays Writing Prompt: One. Shaking hands—a trembling finger Resting lightly on the trigger A second passes in a hundred years Blood-drums pounding in your ears Two. Bead of sweat trickling down your brow Sneering lips—you’ve got her now Heat in your chest a rising fire Vicious sensation of vengeful desire Three. … Continue reading Wednesdays Writing Prompt
George R. R. Martin is often credited with describing his writing process as being more like a gardener than an architect. In other words, he prefers to discover a story as he goes, editing it here and there like a gardener tends his plants, but mostly allowing the process to unfold naturally, rather than planning … Continue reading Lessons from GoT Part 3: This is the Way the World Ends
The Polar Vortex has breached the Wall. I am true-blooded Northerner, my friends, born and bred in snow and ice and cold. I had a childhood filled with winters of subzero temperatures, covered in enough layers of clothing to look like Patrick the Starfish, and walking to school in four feet of snow uphill both … Continue reading Winter is bloody here. You know nothing Jon Snow!