I brought Tulip to a halt on the corner of Jonesboro and Gammon street, two blocks away from Pastor Haywood’s church. Around me black trees crowded the road, their sharp leaves unnaturally still despite a slight breeze. A small two-story building with boarded up windows perched on the corner to the right, its grimy brown
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Fandom, Let Me Show You It
Team Derek: Grown up Julie is going to meet Derek and there will be kissy face. Team Ascanio: Excuse me? Have you even read the part with THE BOUDA? Team Derek: Who cares? Derek can do everything Ascanio can do, only better. Team Ascanio: He is disfigured. Team Derek, clutching pearls: He is battle scarred.
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Life with Bulldog: Despair Edition
Someone didn’t get to go on a walk. Turn the sound up. Gordon took her around the block after we came home.
Monday, Monday
This is just a quick note to let you know that we are working through your emails. Right now it’s a trying time for everyone, and a lot of the emails we get reflect that. They require a little extra care in replies. Some of you are very concerned about our health so behold, the
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Knitting Dilemmas
First, admin stuff. A small note on comment moderation on fiction posts: all the comments are read, so if the comment has been left up, that means we are cool with it. I keep starting and dropping various creative projects. I was going to paint in photoshop, so I made a planet to put in
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Ryder: Chapter 4
Three minutes after I left the Order’s chapter, I realized I had picked up a tail. To be fair, the tail was almost painfully obvious, so it wasn’t that much of an achievement. I shifted in the saddle, turning my head slightly. The female knight who had escorted me to Nick’s office was following me
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Hidden Legacy: Quarantine Edition
House Rogan: Wash your hands? Why? Who even uses hands for touching or fetching things? House Pierce, cracking knuckles: What’s the temperature for this crap dying? 140F? Take a deep breath. House Etterson: The problem with poisoning, I mean sterilizing the house is all the damn dead bugs that keep falling on the floor from
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Ryder: Chapter 3
The Order of Merciful Aid occupied a compound on the intersection Centennial Park Drive and Andorf’s Avenue. The five-story building, half fort, half bunker, had all the bells and whistles that came with post-Shift construction: narrow windows protected by metal grates with silver in the bars, foot-thick stone walls, and a flat roof, guarded by
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Still Brain Dead
I’ve tried to write the whole last week and no go. Partially, I don’t know what to work on. I keep trying things and none of them pan out. Iron Covenant II is really dark in parts and it’s too dark for right now. Roman is in the same boat. I don’t want to work
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Hello From the Inside
Ryder: Chapter 2
Britney Miller chewed on her bottom lip. She was about ten years older than me, in her mid-thirties, pale, with dark hair and round glasses, and she stared at the house in front of us with what could only be described as trepidation. I couldn’t really blame her. Built at the turn of the 20th
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Ryder: Chapter 1
Atlanta was a bitch of a city. You’d think that after I’d been gone for eight years, the place would cut her prodigal daughter some slack, just for the old times’ sake. You would be wrong. I stopped my horse in the middle of the deserted street. On the left, a ruined heap of a
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