Grasshoppers

Something I started a while back and have yet to return to. Maybe someday. The wind tousled the long blades of grass that adorned the sloping hill. It was a sunny day, a perfect day to escape from the thick, overhanging trees that grew in the Black Forrest just beyond the clearing. It was one … More Grasshoppers

Lightning

He watched the flashes of light. He was so close he could smell them. The boom and roar had long since turned to silence. He was battered by the shatter and thrash around him. Dark clouds tumbled overhead. Threatening him to move lest he be struck down directly. But he watched and splayed his fingers. … More Lightning

101 Days

Let’s night, after I posted my daily blog, an interesting notice came up. It turns out that yesterday was my 100th straight day with a posting on this site. Which makes today the 101st. So far this is shaping up to be a pretty good year for me, writing wise. I finished up the first … More 101 Days

Editing Paranoia

After a few false starts, today was a fairly successful day of editing. Or at least as successful as you can get while caring for a newborn. Still, a day that comes with an abundance of baby snuggles is a good day. But, at last, I was able to edit. And it felt quite productive … More Editing Paranoia

Baby Bird

It was just after the baby bird opened its eyes that Tym realized he should have studied more. That had always been his problem. The stars of his birth foretold of great magical potential, and there was little doubt that potential existed, however Tym seemed to actively avoid the work that would activate said potential. … More Baby Bird

Take Aim

The sweat once again dripped into his eyes. If he did nothing, soon the stinging would begin. He steadied the arrow against the bow with one hand and wiped the sweat away with the other. He blinked several times in rapid succession in the hopes of warding off irritation. Soon it would be the moment … More Take Aim

The Sword

She tested the weight of the sheathed blade. It was heavier than what she was used to wielding, which only made sense as it was a hand and a half longer the her previous blade. Mayhaps she would need to carry it on her shoulder. Wearing at her hip would certainly make the yojans she … More The Sword