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Broad Universe Rapid-Fire Reading
Are you going to WorldCon in Glasgow? You can SEE ME there! August 11, 2024 at 4pm Broad Universe Rapid Fire Reading - Castle 2 Meet the Broads of Broad Universe! The authors of Broad Universe will drop you into their fictional universes with short readings from...
The Interview with the Vampire TV Series
OH MY $DEITY I AM OBSESSED. So, I'm a book fan--not a "True Fan," as I read the first three and stopped--but I read and loved the first three books very much. (I recently read Tale of the Body Thief as well and enjoyed it!) But it's as someone who read these books at...
La Divinia Commedia
INFERNO
Last time this happened, I was Orpheus.
Ethan was lost, pale, gone in a haze of Zoloft and Lithium and anorexia, and he assured me he was in hell, and I missed him so much that the rocks and trees wept. And when neither of us could bear it any more, I descended into the underworld and went to the King. I sang such a song of grief that I even moved the King of the Underworld to tears, and he said I could bring my Eurydice back to the light of day if only I didn’t turn back and look upon him. As I walked through the fluorescent halls and the smell of bleach and urine I knew this was hell, and I couldn’t bear the thought of my beloved locked away from the sun like this forever. So I led the way singing, and the janitors and nurses wept and cleared a path for us as we walked down the hall.
So Hey, Katherine, How Do You Lay Out Your Books?
For my eBooks (I have one for sale and a slew of mailing list extras), I use Draft2Digital’s converter… but might end up using Sigil. I used to do webdev, a million years ago, and am comfortable in HTML and CSS. But I have yet to play with that. I mean, D2D produces...
Thoughts on Writing Werewolves
Oh hey! It’s a magical creature post where I’m not going to ask you to think about religion! I mean, you can if you want to, as the medieval European werewolf typically put on a wolf-skin belt, or applied a special salve to their body, or went through a Satanic rite,...
Underworld
Tucking his computer science textbook and his Book of Shadows into his backpack, Dion dropped the bag onto the floor at the foot of his bed, and launched World of Warcraft. He selected his realm: Earthen Ring. He was number eighty in the queue. Expected wait time: twenty minutes. Stupid server. He glanced over at the wilted plant on the window sill and waved his wand. It perked up.
His mother wandered into the room, wearing a gold lamé evening dress and hose without shoes. He hid his wand behind his back, but made no attempt to hide the glass of wine on the desk, next to the computer. As long as he didn’t get shit-faced, she had no problem with it.