From his perch, Bosina watched the tribesmen carefully make their way up the hidden trail that lead to the eye of the magmatic dyke where they would soon tell tales of the middle days and the fall long into the night. Rather than follow along in a tedious procession, Bosina had opted to climb his … Continue reading Day Forty-One – Vines Like Ice, A Precipice Like Nothing’s End
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Vagaries and Trash, Bitch
Ah, fuck. Here I am. This isn't the me you "me"d before. Except... no, you "you" me, and I "me" me. I suppose it's only acceptable to "me" another when you're like: You're just like me, Randall. Except.... the yous and mes are just reversed, but in context, like, the big picture homburg-- OO.... why … Continue reading Vagaries and Trash, Bitch
Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Seven
7. Tea and Nemesis "The tea party shall commence in one hour," the Goddess's spearman said to the group as he roughly escorted them into their cell. "A wash basin has been provided so that you might make yourselves presentable." The cell door slammed shut, its echo adding a foreboding finality to their plight, and … Continue reading Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Seven
Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Six
6. The Death Tribe and the Goddess Tobun's hut was modest in size compared to some of the other dwellings in the village. Some tribesmen had built their homes into the largest trees at the edges of the clearing, leading to some intricate and large designs. Their eldest member, however, was a man of minimal … Continue reading Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Six
Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Five
5. Time Lord, Time Bandit The village of the Kinzix tribe was a far hike from where the Captain's ship had come down, and the forest grew thicker around them before they began to see signs of habitation. Sparse game trails they followed soon turned to well-worn paths with ruts from carts, but even then … Continue reading Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Five
Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Four
4. Vexes and Vexation "Never heard of such a thing," Captain Light replied gruffly. "And besides, the TDI spans universes, there are bound to be plenty of things they're into that I've no business knowing." "I would think the ability to create miniature universes from scratch would be difficult to conceal. That's a lot of … Continue reading Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Four
Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Three
3. Departures and Arrivals After narrowly defusing a further confrontation with Captain Light, Amy and Rory showed the Doctor some of the exhibits that had interested them the most. Most of the things they found fascinating were child’s play to the Doctor. Where they expected him to agree that a self-perpetuating fruit tree was an … Continue reading Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Three
Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Two
Inspiration. I often find it when I need it most, and not a second before I am about to give up and strive to become a normal human being. Unrelated to this story, sort of, a recent trip to Honduras has completely filled in all the plot holes in my next novel (tentatively titled Luna-C). … Continue reading Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Episode Two
Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Prime Machine – Episode Nine
At first, I found it difficult to rewrite this finale. I liked it just as it was. Originally, the big reveal was completely different, and it may be obvious at the end where and why the change was made. Since I had rewritten the part of the Eleventh Doctor for the Fourth, it opened up … Continue reading Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Prime Machine – Episode Nine
Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Prime Machine – Episode Eight
8. Reality I am an old man now – I can feel it with each minute movement of my frail and failing body. I ponder the realities of being able to count my remaining years on the fingers of my hands, or perhaps even just one hand. As I reflect back on the events I … Continue reading Sherlock Holmes and the Case of the Prime Machine – Episode Eight
Reach V
PREFACE: Reach was one of seven men named as such who existed in seven separate universes as multiversally intertwined souls. It was impossible for them to meet; and though, theoretically, it was possible for Reach to cross over to another universe, the chances of encountering one of the other seven were ridiculously low. This was … Continue reading Reach V
Reach III
If you don’t know what Gha’Cre Stoh Rage Haiku is, you shouldn’t. I invented it for my fictional multiverse. Rules: Seven lines, each line no more than seven syllables, one line must contain only two words, the final line is a single word. Written in multiples (Gha’Cre) usually numbering seven, a final stanza (Stoh) is … Continue reading Reach III
Dark Frontier
As Jeremiah choked the last bit of life from the lawman, the rest of his gang mounted their horses and began the job of rounding up their stolen cattle anew. Sheriff Carter went limp in Jeremiah’s grasp, but the criminal cattle thief kept his vise-like grip tight until there was no doubt their pursuer was … Continue reading Dark Frontier
Reach II
PREFACE: Reach was one of seven men named as such who existed in seven separate universes as multiversally intertwined souls. It was impossible for them to meet; and though, theoretically, it was possible for Reach to cross over to another universe, the chances of encountering one of the other seven were ridiculously low. This was … Continue reading Reach II
Reach I
PREFACE: Reach was one of seven men named as such who existed in seven separate universes as multiversally intertwined souls. It was impossible for them to meet; and though, theoretically, it was possible for Reach to cross over to another universe, the chances of encountering one of the other seven were ridiculously low. This was … Continue reading Reach I
Headland
Would the soldier, afforded an afterlife and a memory of the things they were and the places they'd been, conjure up thoughts of well-placed shots, violent ambushes, victory over the enemy? Would a stockbroker dream of their numbers, their material things, their portfolios? Would a priest recall the moments they stood on the dais above … Continue reading Headland
Nightmares IV
I suppose it has been a while since I've written here. I'm okay. Last Thursday at around 0200, I hit my head on my tile floor and woke up bloody and bruised. I'll have a nice scar on my right brow. So, I've got that going for me ... which is nice. But, I'm okay. … Continue reading Nightmares IV
Vestiges
There are people in this world that make it easy for us to to turn the word "human" into something pejorative. These are the people that would have you believe that selfish pursuits are our pinnacle, that greed and lust for power are virtues. These are people that don't see humanity for what it has … Continue reading Vestiges
Day Thirty-Nine – Damnatio Memoriae
"And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book." - Book of Revelation On Thursdays, Gil Chambers left his place … Continue reading Day Thirty-Nine – Damnatio Memoriae
Day Thirty-Six – Entanglement
(Artwork: Zdzisław Beksiński) This is the last glorious day. The sunlight knifing through the smoky interior of the building that shelters the last two humans in existence has a distinct redness to it. This is the last fantastic day for the human race and its two final members, together at last, together at the end, … Continue reading Day Thirty-Six – Entanglement
Godhood of the Infinitesimally Small 