The Stone Giant's Treasure For as long as he could remember, which was a very long time indeed, the stone giant had kept watch over the gold in the cave at the top of the mountain. Over the centuries, there were many who had entered the cave to test their mettle and prove they were … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 21. Treasure
“—And when they came to find him the next morning, the only thing left was his head. Oooooooh!” “Having fun in there, Pete?” Carol asked. “Yes, I am making the best fun with myself!” Pete’s voice came through the transceiver in her spacesuit with a thick Russian accent. Carol rolled her eyes. He was laying … Continue reading Flash Fiction Friday Presents: Frozen Ghosts
Sometimes acting feels more natural to me than just being a person. But I think that’s only because I have a script to follow, and I know what the other actors are about to say. The world of theatre is contained, ordered, predictable. It follows that I have never been particularly good at improvisation. Improv … Continue reading Flash Fiction: “Yes, but–“
Well, I’ve been reading more Orson Scott Card. I wrote a post about Speaker for the Dead but ultimately decided against publishing it. It veered into the unproductive snarky, borderline-lecturing sort of content that I’m kind of sick of reading myself, and it’s not the kind of thing I want to put out in the … Continue reading People vs Ideas: What Orson Scott Card’s Ender Saga Has Taught Me About My Own Writing
The Rookery 