And one day

Isn’t that how it’s supposed to be? You make all the plans. You buy all the gear. Then you put things down, the plans put away for a day or a week. Only to pick up the plans later, fresh, and go over them again, look for holes, gaps before packing things up and testing…

New Partnerships

note: Trying out two new characters. Please, if you read this, put your thoughts down below. ======================= Detective Steve Murphy sits or more accurately slouches in a seat at the bar. His glass half empty with some amber colored liquid. As he takes a sip, his face is unresponsive to any taste, so haggard and…

My #amwriting place

Originally published on 8/3/11 Today, is the second birthday of the #amwriting hashtag on twitter and the #amwriting group in general. Today, many of us, published and not, struggling or not, are posting in a sort of party, celebrating the group that we share. My thought for the group is about my #amwriting place. My…

You Have to Clean the Cages

“Well Mr Cox, what does our little Feng want now?” The speaker could have been called well dressed, especially in places that dealt with mad scientists and ring leaders. Standing almost a half a foot taller than five feet, the speaker was dressed in a long once white lab coat, re-enforced at the hem, patched…

The Dragon goes fishing

Buzz, BUZZ, Buzz, BUZZ. Matt slapped the alarm clock off, and blinking his eyes awake, he flew downstairs to find his Dad already in the kitchen. Soon they were out the door and off. As the Sun painted the sky pink and then blue, Matt’s Dad signaled that they were here. A small bend in…

Dancing

“Sigh,” the Scagie said to herself. She really didn’t know what she was doing, or why she even bothered coming to the Ball. Sure it was one of two times a year that the ball was open, and it was supposed to be open to all of Fairy kind, but when she talked about it…

WindMills

“Creepy,” Sarah said as she shivered upon coming up and over the hill top. Matt knew it wasn’t about the air, or the cold. They were on foot, still a novelty but tiring, more so than if they had flied. Sarah was bundled up in her long pink coat and hat, each with some matching…

Coming out the Dragon

“ahh, Mom why can’t I go shopping with you?” Matt whined. “Because, ” Mrs. Fiero began, “you haven’t been practicing. When you can do this…” Mrs. Fiero shook out her red hair and the glow started at the top of her head, Matt didn’t, couldn’t look away. “then you can go shopping with me.” Mrs….

OMG what a ride

December, January has been a ride. I’ve been working my butt off on two projects that I ended up saying I could do.. only to learn afterwards about the dead lines. That’s Right DeadLines oh how I love the sound they make when whooshing by. 67k words done and handed in on time for the…