This was greatly inspired by Lewis Carroll, and I just wrote it down right away. It was intended, I suppose, for children and adults who don't want to grow up. For my love ;)
For the older folks in the 'Woods, maybe you can relate to my memories of a beloved pet! Topsy wasn't your everyday cat or dog.... She was MUCH bigger! Since Jim Bowers and I went to high school together, I wrote this for a Writer's Group meeting I attended while visiting him several months ago. Just a touch of humor...
More of the Kairin Children, but this time they meet some little creatures called Eiyir and a faery.
This is on Kaba (finally. I added that little thing about the place, but never got around to putting up anything set there). Well, it's sort of on Kaba. John is in his own bed, sharing a dream with a friend on Kaba. Makes a lot of sense, doesn't it? Yeah. Right. And please take note: this time there is only one small paragraph in a strange font. I'm so proud of myself! Things are winding up almost normal! im doing better! yay!
I was bored one day, so I painted a picture of a phoenix, taking as my reference point a crimson topaz hummingbird. I then thought 'hmm.. I want to write something,' and this is what occurred
Really just more introduction here...next part ought to be more exciting.
The story of the good Samaritan, with a twist. ^_^ Reminds me a little of Brian Jauques stuff. (2 pages, finished)
The prologue for a novel I am in the midst of. War, terror, hope and dreams all combine into an explosive end as the world comes under sway of evil.
A glimpse. A short story, perhaps. Call it an update, if you will - or perhaps just a step in the direction of me posting more frequently.It is hoped any reader will enjoy, and please give me feedback!
Just the thoughts of a vampire-like character I like to call Vel...
This is about two lonely men, one, a retired adventurer, the other a man twisted by fate's cruel hand. This is only the first part, just enough to set the mood. More soon. The second half of this story jumps from one sence to another, read it if you want, but there are still some big parts missing.
There are those that know what I'm talking about...this might be lost on most others...
More about the captives... This time, they meet one of Rogreir's bosses.
This is a story that I wrote some time ago for my friend's birthday. It is about the eternal fight between Good and Evil...after all, in our arrogance, can we understand their true meaning?
Have you ever read a story, and became so immersed in the events--the experiences--within that story, that you totally checked out of your life? You don't notice your surroundings, you forget who you are, and you just become so involved with the story, it's like you've taken on the persona of the main character. You may even find your self silently (or not so silently) advising that character.I do that all the time. And I swear, sometimes the character responds to me. Not directly, but just enough that I notice. I'll be sitting there, virtually screaming that something is a trap, and then "MC suddenly stops. 'I don't know why, but this just feels like a trap to me...' she says." Or I won't notice anything immediately, but I'll re-read it later, and find that the story has changed slightly. Am I the only one?No, I don't think so. I think some of us are just special that way; we have some sort of magical power or gift that allows us to travel through time and back, from world to world, and mind to mind. We live purely to guide the beings that aren't even aware of our existense, and yet they depend on us to continue their existence.
A simple poem of a man discovering more to the world than meets the eye.
Once again an alternative view of the world. I'm trying a slower pace this time. Kenneth, you may be thinking about what's going on with the plantation a little way into the story. This is the reason tables can be important in movies. ;) It's a reference to a poem by Robert Frost called 'Stopping by Woods at Night', and depending on how you interpret that poem, you can interpet what's going on in this story. Anyway, just thought you should know. There'll be many references in this piece if I ever get done with it. This time I write it the way I want to, not catering to any particular audience. Some 2,788 words, or about 4½pages.
Sleep walk. I unno, I kinda just played with the idea, and it's not the best, but this is what came of it.