The Stone Cavern

Would you choose to stick around and fix what’s old, neglected, but precious? Or would you choose to wipe the slate clean and start over? What if you could do both?

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Prima Mater

The Leonardo could glide through space forever at a leisurely 42,892 miles per second, its stellar-cell engines powered only by the unimpeded light energy of a surrounding field of stars. But that would not be enough to carry Thea within sight of her destination.

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Planning Plotser or Seat of the Pantser?

I am actually writing The Stone Canyon on the fly, posting it as I go, and praying for a strong finish. I thought it might be interesting to get feedback as I go – maybe readers will leave comments that help to guide the story (to a satisfying conclusion or right down the Class 7 Rapids of Writing Hell – who knows? That’s part of the charm, and the adventure!) I don’t usually let anyone read a work... read more

Maru the Go-Go Doll

“What does ‘floccinaucinihilipilification’ mean?” asked my friend Maru, an evil glint in her eye. Rising to the bait, I quickly keyed the letters f-l-o-c-c-i-n-a into the addresss bar of my web browser. Wanting to sound reasonably intelligent, I thought for a moment, then paraphrased. “It means to minimi—you know damned well what it means.” Maru’s smile twisted into something smug and... read more

They Might Have Been Twins

Few of the other fathers he knew would have thought so far ahead, planned the gift with such painstaking care, or spent such extravagant sums on a five-year-old daughter. But Jeannette, his only child, was Earth, and moon, and stars to him. She was the only daughter, the only child, he would ever have.

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