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Category Archives: Writing
Flash fiction: The City Crow’s Fine Dining Guide
Author’s note: In preparation for NaNoWriMo 2009, someone put up daily prompts on one of the forums. I did them in the spirit of warm-ups, but some of them turned into stories. Here is one such, from 10/9/2009. Prompt: Roar! … Continue reading
Writing Goals: Making the goal, but missing the deadline
A few weekends ago, I had a write-in. My buddy wrote fiction. I wrote non-fiction (I hope): a list of 2012 goals. It got scary fast. Between unfinished projects, projects ready for second- or third-pass revision, beta reading, copy-editing, and … Continue reading
Six Sentence Sunday, 15 January 2012 (Annie Brown and the Superhero Blues)
Rafe looked at her, and she knew perfectly well how that translated: What am I going to say? He doesn’t even know I exist. It wasn’t as if there were serious competition, as far as she could tell, because Apollo … Continue reading
Six Sentence Sunday, 8 January 2012 (Annie Brown and the Superhero Blues)
Under her, Bertie’s chest and hips and thighs softened from warm statue to hot flesh, and his lips molded to hers as he groaned into the open-mouthed kiss. His arms came around her and he tightened the embrace, as the … Continue reading
Apprenticing with the Dead: Leo Tolstoy’s War and Peace
When I was 14 years old, I got a scholarship to an elite Catholic boarding school in Florida. My best friend Arlene (the daughter of immigrants from Jamaica) did too, and we were off to an adventure together across the … Continue reading
Six Sentence Sunday, 1 January 2012 (Annie Brown and the Superhero Blues)
That was the neat thing about the slow place, although of course at the moment the world had slowed nearly to a stop, stretched as it was by adrenalin and the serious, disembodied suspicion that she might not survive the … Continue reading
E. P. Beaumont 