there’s this dream, then I’m awake.
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Jan 7th, 2009
This is the ninth section of my novel. If you haven’t read the first six, you might want to start here.
In Which the Good Doctor Learns
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And with that, they both opened their eyes on Minus’ converted basement. They agreed that a nap was necessary to replenish their energies before further work. They laid [...]
Posted in The Cost of Magic, asides, fiction on Jan 5th, 2009
Definition : Akashic Library(Records) : This refers to a place that can be reached(at least in this story) through astral projection. It contains all of the records of mankind, including the life histories of every living thing.
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Jan 4th, 2009
“How did you get here? I thought it was hard for you to get into the stream?”
Posted in The Cost of Magic, asides on Jan 4th, 2009
Definition: Synchronicity - The power of meaningful coincidence. The act, or magic, of being in the right place at the right time. Minus is very in tune with the force of synchronicity.
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Dec 26th, 2008
“You understand much more than I realized. Can you affect glamor, or any other kind of magic?” Minus was perplexed and intrigued.
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Dec 24th, 2008
I’ll probe the Akashic Library and see what I can find. I’ll contact you later today. Don’t leave your basement for now.
Posted in The Cost of Magic, asides, fiction on Dec 24th, 2008
Alacrity and the Alacrity Motion: Alacrity, with reference to this novel, is the magic of fast movement, or speed. The Alacrity Motion is a fictional device that I have developed as a place that one can go, outside of time, to examine the nature of motion and inertia.
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Dec 19th, 2008
“We haven’t slept in three years, Jane. Here’s an Ambien. We can figure out more tomorrow. We’re safe here.” He handed Jane the small white pill, and a glass of red wine.
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Dec 17th, 2008
Minus picked up the bag and emptied it’s contents onto the table. He knew what he would see before we opened it. He remembered all of it. The drinks, and the bags, and the conversations.
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Dec 12th, 2008
Jane was more than a little puzzled as she watched him walk away. They had talked about a lot of things that had been hard to swallow, but were none the less true.
