The Story Tellers Mysterious, whimsical; uncrackable shell Are we who stand before you with a tale that we shall tell Scribbling sonnets, haikus and more Holding the key to life’s Happiness Door Thinking and thinking, absorbed in our thought Creating the worlds that the people have bought Our role is so simple, just write a … More The Story Tellers
So this Puggle Fish thing today just got my head spinning a thousand times an hour. I think its time for a new project: Children’s Writing. Something I never even considered. But truthfully, that’s the best way to help shape the future! To help children understand and perceive the world in a certain way, right? … More New Project: Children’s Writing
Quietly swimming, all alone Through a sea of madness and blue A tiny creature sighs to itself And wishes it’s dreams would come true “What’s wrong?” You might ask “What makes this fish sad?” “Oh why does this creature feel blue?” It’s simple, my friend This fish is alone Just one, out looking for two … More Mr. Puggle Fish
But Mom! Says the little girl, pouting about To the woman, Who feels left than thirteen ‘Twas Tom! The girl cries, as she wrestles and shouts Pulling hair As she’s acting so mean Have I grown? Asks the mother, all riddled and scared To herself, For yesterday seems Like she was Just the poor little girl … More Life Flitters By
Hadrian Merlfang – Lord of the North I told him it would end this way, the fool. How many years now? Things never end as we intend. No, not ever. Our fresh, inexperienced selves, energized with the fervor of youth, see nothing but the ideal and the desired. Then, as it always is, the bitch … More On the Eve: 9
“Hey guys! Has anyone seen my jar of annoying whispering wisps?” Approaching the Lenghornian village’s central meeting area, Dustin the Determined asks his co-workers where his pets might be. “Oh yeah, we actually threw them out.” Chris the Comical tells him. “They all died. Did you not feed them?” His quizzical stare slowly fading into … More The Revolt Returns: 9
King Jordain She knows exactly where my heart lies. Buried deep within that sheath of angst, she knows the truth. She knows I cannot raise my blade to her. This foolhardy campaign is fueled by her insatiable desire for revenge; her misguided malfeasance. Yet reality continues to elude her. The entirety of her army’s morale rests … More On the Eve: 6
I’d like to try a thought experiment. This might be weird; but just bear with me. You’ll need to pay very close attention to the things you’re about to read. More importantly, you’ll need to truly, truly, visualize and imagine what I’m going to say. I want you to imagine yourself plugging your ears. Sound strange? … More I Want to Play a Game
Favian, Royal Record-Keeper & Historian of the East The West shall never comprehend the world the way we Easterners do. What ire could have possibly made Jocasta think she could overtake us? The East and West have co-existed, as agreed, for twelve winters now. Why is she suddenly afflicted with the desire to destroy? I … More On the Eve: 4
“Hey, what was the name of that new girl again? You know, the brown haired Lenghornian with the exquisite…personality?” Back in Spam’s newly reconstructed Tower of Management, Will the Wolf ponders the assets of a Lenghornian newcomer with Chilian manservent, Quesadilla. “I know not, my Lord.” Quesadilla replies. “I am but a lowly Chilian. Our … More The Revolt Returns: 8
I’ve decided to start a new blog series to fill idle time when writers block attacks. I plan to write short entries to pay homage to the authors/writers which I look up to and who have influenced me in one way or another. I’d like to focus mainly on particular attributes of each, highlighting the … More Reflecting on the Greats: George RR Martin
Antony – Commander of Queen Jocasta’s Army We have taken refuge in Clarmont, the first safe village we crossed following our withdrawal. If one can even call it a village, that is. There is little more than battered huts and peasant farmers here. Far less than what one would deem an ideal location for which … More On the Eve: 3
KKingKKKing Jordain – Lord of the East Fools. I foster no sympathy for the slaughtered. The foul. The wretched, sniveling swine. I swear to God himself this day was ordained by the truest forces overseeing this realm. She dared challenge me? Of all living, breathing occupants of this once revered land, she called it upon … More On The Eve: 2
My dearest Adalasia. You changed the world for me. There are so many things I want to write to you that explain how important you are. But my words would never do it justice. I found myself when I met you. You were the most important piece of my life. I love you. More than … More Love & Loss: 12
I can’t do this. I can’t. I’m so afraid. They’re here. The Germans. They’re retaking the city. They’ve launched an overwhelming counter offensive to regain control of Sicily. I’m so scared. I don’t know what to do. My God please help me. Please, I’m begging you. I can hear the gunshots outside. I can hear … More Love & Loss: 11
shhhhhhh letusoutofthisstupidjaryouslickhairedmaniac shhhhhhh Back in the Lenghornian village, Dustin the Determined is carrying around his jar of wisps like a trophy. Easily entertained, he looks at them with the grin of a school boy looking at his first bowl of sea monkeys. “Ha!” He laughs. “Stupid wisps. Bet you wish you hadn’t made fun of … More The Revolt Returns: 7
“Quesadilla! Why is there no salt on my swine?!” Far to the East, the realm’s new manager Spam shouts at her brainless Chilian manservant. Despite her managerial commitment to Lenghorn, she has diabolically crafted an alter-ego which, in her spare time, she utilizes to control the activities of the Lenghornian’s rivals. “Apologies, my liege,” the … More The Revolt Returns: 6
Pop culture. Science fiction. Make believe. Fantasy. Sure. All of the above are generally how the topic of extraterrestrials are treated in the mainstream. But I’d like to take a moment to consider some things. It’s no secret that humanity continues to evolve and broaden its perception of reality as time progresses. Long ago, we … More Aliens
The last seventeen months of my life have been an absolute whirlwind. Ever since my Mom passed away, I’ve been relentlessly committed to accomplishing my dream of becoming an author. To the point where I’ve honestly questioned my own sanity. Now, all this time later, I find myself so tantalizingly close to fulfilling that dream … More Dream Always
They’re coming. We don’t know when, but we know. The Germans are launching a counter offensive. We’ve been expecting this for weeks, as it’s crucial that we maintain control of the supply lines. Sicily is too valuable a target, and we should have known they would defend it to the very last man. Our intelligence … More Love & Loss: 10
