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Book Cover Pet Peeve: Hooded Figures

Did a Google search. Notice something? I do not know what the deal is with hooded figures on book covers. I really don’t. Right now, they are a plague. I have seen so many books with more or less the … Continue reading

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Look Further Than Your Own Back yard

In my personal experience it has been difficult to study fantasy without considering history. Perhaps not strange, given that most western authors seem to set their work in something spun out of a fantastical medieval Europe. Not to mention the … Continue reading

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Too Loud

There is too much noise, Too much interference. I can’t hear it at all, Through all the static. What’s on my mind, how am I, what am I thinking? Your guess, Is as good as mine. Knowing you, probably better! … Continue reading

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A Poet’s Respite

Greetings and well met, you who share the same affliction as I. I fear I cannot offer true sanctuary, only a moment of respite. Do not take me for a fool, a madman yes, but never a fool! I see … Continue reading

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Mead Immortality and Song

As had become his habit over the past century, Nathanos Varg stood by one of the large windows of his high rise apartment and stared down at a city that never slept. The city had come to grow on him, … Continue reading

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Trepidation: sharing your work

The sun is long set and I can hear a downpour through my open window. I have experienced this night before, as have you… I’m sure. I have ink on my knuckles, blue smears and abysmal handwriting have become a … Continue reading

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Compulsion

There is a feeling that I don’t have a word for, which I suspect might be because there probably isn’t one for it. If I were to describe it, I would begin where it begins – in the chest at … Continue reading

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