Tag Archives: Dissociation

Loving the alien

One of the challenges and joys to writing speculative fiction is the chance to write non-human characters.   Unfortunately, there are a lot of authors who don’t seem to put much work into fleshing out their non-human characters, and consequently, they come … Continue reading

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“But, Momma, that’s where the fun is…”

“The patrons and the actors, too Uncertain if the show is through Wide sidelong looks await their cue But the frozen mask just smiles” –Alan Moore, “This Vicious Cabaret” I don’t know what I’m doing. I have been working on … Continue reading

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Astro-Gal’s Adventures In Deep Deep Space!

Astro-Gal writhed sinuously, struggling in vain against the syntho-carbonyx cables wrapped tightly around her body. She was bound inexorably to a solid slab of cold unyielding plasteel deep below the surface of the lost asteroid XY-67–in the secret lair of … Continue reading

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The People Of The Empty Quarter

(for Nomad’s Quill) We recognize each other The way that werewolves are supposed to be able to I think it’s the eyes Perhaps That thousand yard stare Eyes that restlessly search some inner horizon For gray charcoal marks of distant … Continue reading

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Plain Friends

I just got a piece published over on another blog, Plain Friends. Kind of cool, huh?

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“i would introduce myself, but i don’t have a name.”

Catskinner is based on a real person. Now, I have to qualify this because I am writing fiction, specifically speculative fiction, and I don’t want to give the impression that I have an alien in my head, or that I … Continue reading

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The Beast

I will never forget you, beautiful monster You were my first protector You were the dragon in the moat Of the fortress I was forced to build around my heart I have felt your basilisk glare from my eyes Tasted … Continue reading

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