Revising And the Big Questions

It is nearly August, and I am a disappointment to my Fitbit, and an embarrassment to my revision. Exactly what have I been doing with my time? Heck if I know. Turning the character who dies into an actual, on-screen character instead of someone who’s just referred to by others. Contemplating whether the whole thing

July 2020 Storytime Blog Hop

What They Wanted The aliens came. For a while, it looked like they were going to stay. Some people thought the world was ending, and others thought that the age of miracles had begun. Visitors from space, or invaders from space. Conquerors or saviors? The aliens came, and then… one day, they were gone. Some

Storytime Blog Hop: April 2020

One More Time He wasn’t a god or a demon, or an angel, or anything like that. He never explained anything, so he wasn’t even a teacher, really. He was just a watcher. An observer. He ran the experiment, and he recorded what happened. That was all. He’d been doing that since the fall. The

Storytime Blog Hop January 2020

The Daughter of Disappearing Creek People talked about her. When she went into town–which wasn’t often–they stared at her, too. She knew what they were thinking, and they weren’t wrong. No. Far from it. The rumors, the whispers, even the hushed warnings… they were all true. The gossips never said anything she wouldn’t have said,

StoryTime Blog Hop October 2019

Evening Dermott slammed the door and threw his school bag on the couch. He grumbled his way up the stairs without talking to anyone, and flopped down on the bed. “You have three sneakers on Mom’s duvet,” his little sister said from the hall. “They’re muddy.” Dermott shot a tongue of flame in her direction.

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StoryTime Blog Hop: July 2019

Coming Soon: By Karen Lynn By the time Anna was old enough to remember, there was nothing left. The chicken house had burned down. The factory, the roundhouse, and the hotel had been torn down to make room. Then, the corrugated steel businesses they made room for sputtered and died. Even the churches had trouble

StoryTime Blog Hop: April 2019

Something Different Emma May Barnes never would have noticed she was dead, if one of the other ladies hadn’t pulled her aside. “Pardon me,” the woman said, as if she were going to mention that Emma May’s slip was showing, “There’s no good way to say this…” Emma May’s slip was not showing, and her

StoryTime Blog Hop January 2019

The Footnote by Karen Lynn “Let’s be honest. You’re not really marrying the man. You’re marrying the library.” My cousin knew me well. The viscount’s library was the work of generations. His family was known for the eccentricity that drove them to collect the world’s most obscure texts, and for the legendary reserve that kept

IWSG: Talking Myself Out Of Ideas

Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds! Our Twitter handle is @TheIWSG and hashtag is #IWSG.   The awesome co-hosts for the

Tor Book Club Reopens

I got the email we’ve all been waiting for this morning. No, not that email! The other one. No,  the other other email. Well, anyway, the Tor Book Club is back. For those of you who don’t know, the fine folks at Tor–who love us very much, and want us to be happy–have a book

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