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Listening
THE SWEET, CITRUS aroma of lemon blossoms wafted in from outside, distilling a refreshing fragrance into the small room. From atop the table, nearly invisible steam curled up from the teacups; two porcelain bowls of bee’s honey and winter sugar flanked the cups. Sitting closest to the window, Zayla kept her demure smile plastered on her face. The head guard of the southern tower, Majud, hardly…
Sailing Stars [Day 333]
The stars drifted like lazy mariners across the sky. Their sails were stellar dust and their keels were comet debris. Upon the dark currents of magnetism and infrared heat, they wandered past blooming fiery planets and cold sparkling asteroid rings. As eons passed, the star-ships grew into ponderous blazing galleons; a hundred sails of sizzling blue gas and keels of condensed hydrogen. Sometimes…
Interstellar stars & my stories
It is always amusing and exciting when actual cosmological facts fit with story ideas. In this case, in Live Science article from a week ago, it references a kind of interstellar recycling system or cosmic conveyor belt. It’s wild how that reminds me of my writing, not only in my fictitious cosmology as regards how life/magic/memories/etc. traverse reality, but also that the basic idea is a very…
New Year's Reflections: what do I want to do?
While I still like the idea of writing more about books, I am not sure if following my old approach is viable for me currently. In the first place, the time it takes to compose an entry feels like a use of time and energy that could be better used elsewhere. What am I getting out of writing up thoughts on books? Or more specifically, what do I get out of typing up and…
Shade and the Glistening Road
Shade and the Glistening Road
Cold dewdrops glisten on the grass. A straight shaft of dawn-light creates a sparkling road. Curious, a traveler crouches/kneels, touching first the grass in the shade, then the grass in the light. Then again. Then in reverse. And the traveler thinks: there is no difference. Each blade has the same coolness, the same texture; both are drizzled in dewdrops. Yes, one sparkles brighter, and so…
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A little me ditty
A little me ditty
Sand and moon sang in dreams, dancing on the sea. Silver roses bloomed from the moonlight, fading at daybreak. Written: 30 April 2021 Word Count: 19
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demon moon woods
Crimson fluid drip-drip-dripped from branches white as bone like blood rain. It was not all red – some was milky hued; others indigo; a few glittered silver. Everything grows from blood in a forest of the Moon. Written: 30 April 2021; Revised: 25 Jan. 2022 Word Count: 38 Author Note: This is the most rare authentic thing I may have ever wrote 😳 from 30 April 2021 The non-revised text for…
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Emptiness Congealed
Written: 24 July 2021 Words: 325 ••• Emptiness stirs like dust in his chest. It’s startlingly heavy. Congealing at the edge of his heart, the emptiness outweighs his wish and conviction to live without regrets and commit to the true conviction of his soul. Those words…so heavy and hard…like squeezing out gallstones. What kind of future can he have? He can barely endure emotional emptiness and…
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