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The Elephant in the Writing Room: Avoidance

It wasn’t my conscious intention at the outset to draft the writing elephant in the room, but that was what I did. Case of the Deadly Stroll was, on the surface, a fantasy noir mystery. A layer down, it was … Continue reading

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The Frayed Line

Confusion, torment, soul bowed, ice falling as rain, drizzling eyes, they shimmered as streetlights on the pavement. Where to go when there was nowhere to go? Who to trust when trusting was dying before it could be said there was … Continue reading

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The Space Between Whispers

The night was as it always was, captured in wishes, yearning for a miracle to deliver more than wanting, more than a tearful holiday begging for a self that was right, not wrong. She came in a dream of angels, … Continue reading

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Running Colors

Painting in the rain. Contained in the running colors was the life they’d imposed, never supposing, not the least bit caring, about the self inside. Washing the canvas clean. Teardrops, raindrops, never the same again. On her knees, lies running … Continue reading

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How Targeted Worldbuilding Aids My Storytelling

Worldbuilding is more than magic, it’s about choosing the right bedrock to build your stories upon. This became more clear to me when I began experimenting with my approach to revising. In the past, I’ve either worked on Carrdia novels … Continue reading

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Owning Herself

She’d own it, because it was hers, because it was her. Self was self, was her life. She’d own it all. She was multiple women within. Dynamic. Depressed. Determined. Compassionate. Creative. She’d own all she was. Let someone else, disagree, … Continue reading

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Identities

We’re undercover operatives in life’s hide and seek clinging to the truth of who we are, but fearing should we speak. Having to justify our existence should we stray from the line, fearful that what other operatives see is our … Continue reading

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Her Life

She felt it all, each gentle current and buffeting wind, for she was in a fragile place while dying. There was the raging storm outside, it assailed with its fists. There was the dysphoric storm inside, it clawed at her … Continue reading

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Polly Chromatic

They called her Polly Chromatic, though it wasn’t her name. They said her real name didn’t matter, making one up was just the same. They didn’t count on her owning the name or wearing the colors with pride. Far better … Continue reading

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Ontyre Short Story: Taking Flight

Searching for balance when up was down, Clarta Baris staggered sideways to a collision with the closest seat. Breathing too fast, it turned out, was the same as not breathing at all. Meanwhile, her dislike for dying a horrible death … Continue reading

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