Short Stories
Novels
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In The Jaguar's Teeth
With all her plans in motion, provisions stocked, contracts signed, with the dizzying minutiae of her conspiracies well-considered, Hara had thought herself ready for the coming ending. Tonight, gods willing, she would collect one last item and then set into motion the final phase of four years of planning and five decades of accumulated knowledge. Success or not, this was the culmination of her masterwork, her opus magnum, proof that she had been here, that she had walked this earth.
/ Desk Drawer Novels & Novels In Progress /
Quiet Days
Robur wakes with a start, sweating, gasping for air. He slips out from under the covers, puts his feet on the cool wood floor, and counts his toes. All ten, no frostbite, no gangrene. He touches them, just to be sure. He puts his head in his hands. The same dream so many times now and it will not leave him in peace. He wiggles his toes. He’d never lost toes in the dream before.
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Mining
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Today For The Blessed
"There is a story I have to write in these wrinkled, humid pages, but I cannot find its beginning. Where you start when you can’t tell where anything begins or ends?"
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And For the Wretched, Tomorrow
- Sor Juana de la Cruz
"I thought when they pulled me out of that hole for the last time I would stop writing. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. Regaining the sky wasn't enough."
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Empire (Working Title)
Herb Roe [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)
From the copper lands
to the great city of the sun. |