Last week was the final Flash!Friday competition. *weeps* For my two stories I decided to expand on some of the other worlds I’ve created in my stories written for Flash! Friday. The first story, “Immortālis” takes place in the same world as, “Momento Mori” (which is why I chose this specific title). Here’s “Immortālis” and, […]
For last week’s Flash! Friday, you had to include a dragon, and I ended up doing a part 2 of another flash piece I’d written for Flash! Friday a few months ago, titled “After the Sea Monsters”. It’s technically set in the same world as my NaNoWriMo work for this year, though quite a few […]
The hunter clutched the gory package to his chest as he entered the room…
The almost-forgotten shadow-soul stalks the city’s streets at night. It moves between the flickering yellow lights lit in the streets to keep it away…
Homecoming I came back from the sea when the moon was full. The houses were so close to the beach that the sand and broken shells were trampled into the narrow streets. Over the whole place hung the smell of home. The smell of cooking and spices drifted on the salt air, ruffling my hair […]
I can’t believe NaNoWriMo’s end is just a few days away. I think that I will still be doing a last stint on Sunday (and I am not missing the fun of the last write-in!) to get the whole story down before midnight on 30 November. And then the editing will start. Lots and lots of editing.
“The pilgrim’s road is ten thousand steps,” the priest had said and asked for volunteers. One stepped from the crowd. “I shall take the relic,” he said. And all knew that he was lost to them. Some sobbed openly. The Pilgrim stumbled along and reached the last hill. With him pilgrims from other towns and […]
The first week of NaNoWriMo is almost over and I am on 18 232 words as of this morning. I’ve been writing a bit before work and hope to get into a strict writing routine again – meaning that I write every day at least once a day. Even if it’s during lunchtime. The NaNoWriMo […]
Glass tubes filled with green fluid wound their way over the workbench like branches of ivy. Here and there beakers stood above blue flames, their contents boiling. At another table the creator stood crouched above his humanoid creation with a wooden face carved in the likeness of a child. Metal and brass gears glinted in […]
Here’s the stories of the week – just enough to read in a tea break!