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Friday Fluff!
The cold is intense, to my bones, but I'€™ve never been happier freezing to death. Her breath hangs front of me, solid as everything I know, soft as everything I need. Waves rake the sh...
About a month ago I went on the hunt for some queer YA novels. I'd love to see more LGBTQ elements in the genre, and I wanted to know what I may not have come across in my normal book browsing. I t...
La Rana y La Reina
The queen was but a princess, her parents lost this year past, one to war and one to childbirth. The child, too, was lost. He would have been heir. When news of the Queen mother€™...
Syzygy
Legend says two brothers raised by wolves founded Rome shortly before the solar eclipse of 245 ab urbe condita. Almost four hundred years ago. Astronomers foretell of another solar eclipse occurring today, shortly after the sixth hour.
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I want to apologize for cheating on the blog with real life: I spent my evening editing a Cimmerian story for possible inclusion in an application to a summer workshop, so this No Rules isn't my usual extra story.
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Hild by Nicola Griffith
Hild was my Christmas gift to myself. (Ok, not my only gift to myself, but perhaps the best one.) I'd like to say I finished it in a rush after two sleepless nights, but travel over the holidays and the return work means I'm still trucking through it.
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Willowreach
Opal
"Opal?" my mother calls from the hallway. "Are you ready yet?" Her words sound like razors and train tracks, metal on metal, but I'm past answering. She only gets sharper as my father's presence fades from the house
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Julie's 2014 Writing Goals
Audrey's 2014 Writing Goals
Anne's 2014 Writing Goals
Jen's 2014 Writing Goals
We're excited to bring in 2014 with 12 goals each! What are your goals for 2014?
Happy New Year from Anne
Happy New Year from Audrey
Happy New Year from Julie
Happy New Year from Jen
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IT'S BEEN SIX MONTHS SINCE THE FOUR OF US STARTED CONTRIBUTING REGULARLY TO CIMMERIAN TALES. THIS IS OUR THIRD PROCESS CHAT—WE TALK ABOUT WHAT WE DO DIFFERENTLY WHEN WE WRITE LONG, RETURNING TO CHARACTERS WE HAVEN'T SEEN IN MONTHS, AND HOW THE SEASONS PLAY INTO OUR PROMPTS. ENJOY!
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Trouble in the Vieux Carré
The key to planting revenge magic in the Vieux Carré is that you have to get in and out before some stupid tourist drunk from Bourbon Street sees you sneaking around.
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Merry Christmas!
I hope everyone who celebrates Christmas is having a joyful day. For those of you who celebrate other holidays, I hope you're able to spend today with your families.
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Things We Say
May 27th, 2076 Top Hat Island Kyppa. You better be home in 10 minutes!!! Mom
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May 28th, 2076 T op Hat Island Kyppa, It'€™s half an hour past curfew. Where are you? Mom
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The weather is as dangerous as I feel. I've never heard the sea growl, until today. I am high above it, sitting on an outcropping of rock, my knees pulled to my chest. It snarls, dark and roiling.
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Am I the only one who has a strategy when shopping for books? I have it down to a science. First, authors on my radar are perused and back cover blurbs are skimmed. I hold the book in both hands.
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Dragonheart
This is the bottom, I think, getting up the nerve to leave my car. The old woman, Madame Ming, is standing at the end of the block in the afternoon sunlight, right where the email told...
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The Rape of Persephone
I focus on the cold, slick pole under my hands; I pretend it’s the only thing here. I refuse to accept that their eyes are watching me even if each pair stings me like a pin...
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