The Cost

Yet again I kneel at the font. Just beyond my reach is the thing I crave most, knowledge. But a gatekeeper stands before demanding penance. I need a thing I cannot get on my own and so I subjugate myself, contrite and prostrate upon the floor, selling what little soul remains to me all for…

Alas, it is not…

Were this 1870, being a wealthy white male with 100 pages of thoughts in hand might be enough. Were this 1970, being well read with a strong opinion might be enough. Were this 2000, being famous might be enough. Alas, it is not. This is 2018, and while self-published authors are failing and succeeding as…

Why? Because I must.

I have been asked more than a few times why I'm so interested in doing things that people say can't be done. Is it because my ego sees it as a challenge? is the angry 16 year old in me taking the wheel from the common sense of the 40-year-old? No. Its because I don't…

The price and the cost

Memory claims it was spring. Gossamer clouds cream-sickled the sun, making dreamy phantoms of even the starkest of things. It was morning. The meager heat, while subpar to me, were of sufficient buoyancy for a peculiar scent to flutter on. It sought a way inside me and found two. Glory has an aroma distinct beyond…

Waiting…hoping…

Back in her room, Patience thrashed fitfully in her sleep. Shand’s healing spells may have healed her body, but it did nothing to lighten her mental exhaustion. In the hall, Mim knocked for the third time with no answer. His concern wouldn’t allow him to accept Kaharh’s assurances that she would be fine and simply…

Teaching Dragons

By the Hand of Dragons: -ROOK- CHAPTER 10   Power and Authority   Na-zii walked Sheath out to the edge of mountain base where grass began to grow. Sheath wasn’t happy about having his schedule thrown off but unlike the other masters, Master Na-zii was not one to be ignored or abide excuses. Dressed in…