Monthly Archives: October 2013

Going Down In Smoke It had been a pleasant afternoon ride. Long, down her favorite trail, with the perfect level of challenge. She hadn’t, after all, really known the new guy she’d taken out, the one from ‘down the way’. … Continue reading →

Robert Louis Stevenson’s poem as well as the beautiful image inspired this The land of counterpane claimed him. He’d mustered out the leaden soldiers long ago, sending them home to wives and children and lovers, medals presented, pensions granted. His … Continue reading →

 [Leo is speaking. Image credit unknown, information sought.] The hollow of his neck was made for me. The scent of his skin, rain and smoke and leather, nestles there, freed by the heat of his pulse; I clasp it … Continue reading →

It wasn’t what I thought it would be when I answered the ad. “Painter’s assistant” sounded like climbing ladders and using rollers. Maybe not the best job, but it was money and until I could get that damned lawyer paid, … Continue reading →

The challenge was to use one of these images taken through a microscope to create a proposal for an SF TV series. I used all six and paid no attention to word limit or language requirements. I’m an admin and … Continue reading →

Inspired by this image: http://www.flickr.com/photos/desireedelgado/5526718880/ “You. Yes, you, the one staring at me.” She spoke clearly, but her fuchsia-touched mouth didn’t move. “You don’t know the word ‘telepathy’? God, did I get stuck with another stupid one?” “No,” I protested. … Continue reading →