there’s this dream, then I’m awake.
Posted in Fragments on May 20th, 2009
Sometimes you wake up, and you find yourself in those quiet moments. Like a dream was about to begin, but it was cut short by consciousness. It’s hard to say if the dream you missed was worth the waking. You look at your life.. and think, “Where the hell have [...]
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction, flashbacks on Feb 26th, 2009
This is the 21st section of my novel. If you haven’t read the first 20, you might want to start here.
Electric Lights
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Minus was aware that he was unconscious. He knew he was seeing his past. He saw the memory from the third-person. He was shocked when he heard his own voice begin [...]
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Feb 24th, 2009
I see. You are tired. Tired of your delusional life and your ‘doctor’s’ pineal poisons. This is admirable. To hold ones own memories as only the Aesir can.
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Feb 10th, 2009
This is the 19th section of my novel. If you haven’t read the first 18, you might want to start here. Section 19 ends Part 1 of this novel.
And So He Walked
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They were roused from a light sleep around 7:30pm by the ring of Minus’ phone. It was Kotoko. Minus answered.
“What the [...]
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Feb 5th, 2009
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Feb 4th, 2009
“Doc, what have I told you about sitting on the monitor? It’s gonna take me days to get all the ectoplasm out. Damn.”
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Jan 13th, 2009
This is the twelfth section of my novel. If you haven’t read the first six, you might want to start here.
Jane Takes Matters
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Jane awoke to find Minus sound asleep. There was a note on the table beside the sofa bed. It read:
“Jane.
I spoke with my uncle not long ago. I needed more [...]
Posted in The Cost of Magic, fiction on Jan 10th, 2009
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 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.
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