Slowly I Turned: The Challenge, Week 4

Week four already! Goodness, how quickly this is going. I just wanted to remark, before this week's story begins, that these characters will probably turn up again. When I say 'probably,' I actually mean 'most certainly.' Some things take on a life of their own... * Walter and the Children of the Day by H.... Continue Reading →

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Slowly I Turned: The Challenge, Week 3

Of The Old Well by H. M. Snow I wish I could remember how long I’ve been down here. When I lift my hand to touch the mud-crusted wall, I feel deep gouges in a row. So many tally-marks to count the days, but I can’t tell how many. My fingers are numb, coated with... Continue Reading →

Slowly I Turned: The Challenge, Week 2

War of the Firefly Child When Master Malcolm returned from the battlefield at sundown, the household assembled to welcome him. He rode surrounded by his elite warriors, and at his side rode the priest who tended the master’s sacred relic. Among these hulking men in armor, the petite figure riding in the saddle before the... Continue Reading →

New Year’s Day: Well Begun…?

I have had this song running through my mind off and on for the past few days: Those who know me even slightly will admit I am no optimist, which makes this choice of songs all the more unaccountable. Nevertheless, uncharacteristic or not, I must say that the past several days have been rather lovely.... Continue Reading →

“Slowly I Turned”: The Challenge

I have decided to set myself a challenge for the year 2014: to write a short story or essay each week. It will be not only a way to exercise my creativity, but also a way to hone my time management as a writer. As Monty Hall would have said, "But wait! There's more!" One... Continue Reading →

“Slowly I Turned”: Brewing a Book, or Back to the Beginning

I'm not allowed to drink coffee for health reasons, so I only have this knowledge second-hand. A friend told me recently that you can get a smoother, richer flavor if you cold-brew the coffee rather than boil it. Cold-brew methods take longer, I'm told, but my friend assured me that the results were worth the... Continue Reading →

Slowly I Turned: Distrait

Trouble, trouble, trouble: the famous Edna St Vincent Millay quote does come to mind. The same worries, the same distractions, the same outcome: a withering of creativity. I'm reading now, not for the enjoyment of reading as much as for the temporary escape it provides. Writing stories would be a better escape, if I could... Continue Reading →

“Slowly I Turned”: Drowning in Privilege

I've been extremely sporadic in updating my blog during the summer so far. I admit it, and I regret none of it. If I must go for two months without pay from my day job, then you'd better believe I'll use those two months to indulge my creative side as much as is humanly possible.... Continue Reading →

“Slowly I Turned”: Beyond the Pale

It won’t be much by way of confession if I say I have a weakness for old-fashioned—dare I say archaic—words and phrases. Language seems to have lost all elegance over the past century or so. So most people don’t use the phrase “beyond the pale,” let alone know what it originally meant. The Pale: a... Continue Reading →

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