Empathy as a Weapon in the Ender Saga Part II: Abused and Abuser in Ender’s Game

Ender Wiggin experiences abuse at the hands of his brother Peter even before he ever enters the Battle School. Largely ignored and emotionally neglected by their parents, Peter terrorizes both Ender and his sister, regularly threatening to kill them both. According to Graff, it is this sociopathic quality that prevents him from being chosen for … Continue reading Empathy as a Weapon in the Ender Saga Part II: Abused and Abuser in Ender’s Game

Empathy as a Weapon in the Ender Saga Part I: The Empathetic (Sympathetic) Monster

I just finished reading Ender’s Game and Speaker for the Dead by Orson Scott Card. I can’t say these are books I like. But at the same time, they are not easily dismissed. They are books that some people absolutely hate, and which are deeply meaningful to others. Let’s begin with Ender’s Game. The novel … Continue reading Empathy as a Weapon in the Ender Saga Part I: The Empathetic (Sympathetic) Monster

10 Absolutely Ludicrous Conjectures about the Final Season of Game of Thrones

1.In a shocking twist, it turns out that Jaime is not the father of Cersei's baby--it's the Mountain! Their monstrous human/zombie hybrid baby will kill Cersei by tearing its way out of her abdomen like that scene from Alien, and strangle the attending Maester Qyburn with its own umbilical cord. It will continue its murderous … Continue reading 10 Absolutely Ludicrous Conjectures about the Final Season of Game of Thrones

Wednesdays Writing Prompt

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.

Eyes open wide and cold with fear

The face of someone you held dear

A chance was given—she did not move

And now you’re left with something to prove.

Shaking hands—a trembling finger

Presses lightly on the trigger

Noise and smoke and shock pulls back

Eyes clenched shut turns vision black.

And silence comes, and hovers there

In tiny whispers a three-word prayer—

Three.

Two.

One.

But a deed like that can’t be undone.

It’s over now, you’ve made your bed.

The song has ended—the singer’s dead.

A Writer's Existence

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“Walk, run, skip for all I care. But, if you don’t leave right now, you have exactly three seconds to live.”

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Lessons from GoT Part 3: This is the Way the World Ends

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