I have mentioned previously that our niece, Grisla, lived with us for a number of years. Her mother, Shalla, is Shena’s younger sister and in my humble opinion has the ability to fall pregnant should her husband comment favourably about her cooking. Shena and I paid for Grisla to attend Dame Ralash’s school for ‘young … More Tales better not told.
It is all too easy for an honest man to get into trouble, in spite of his best endeavours. Indeed I have noticed that merely trying to make your way through life quietly and without fuss seems guaranteed to drive Fate into a frenzy, causing it to do everything it can to make your … More Merely selling flowers
You know how it is when friends and fellow professionals get together over a few glasses of wine and start discussing our work. Not the everyday toil of keeping patrons happy and ensuring that you’ve always got some casually extemporised verse ready prepared; but the deeper matters of what is written and how genres merge … More Grim and Dark
Callin Dorg was an unlikely rebel. He was, in effect, that happy creature, the financially secure poet. A fortunate inheritance left him the proud owner of a rather pleasant house in the Merchant quarter. The financial acumen of three generations of his forebears had ensured he was supported by sound investments, and the restraint … More The unexpected revolt of Callin Dorg.
And the final installment of our hero’s travels (or should that be travails?) Because of one thing and another, it took me longer to get back to Port Naain than I originally envisaged. You know what it’s like; you bump into old friends you haven’t seen for absolutely ages. You decide that you’ll … More Theatrically Matrimonial
Originally posted on bridgesburning:
HEAR YE! HEAR YE! Did I not promise you of great things to come? I told you that I would be part of a team that would present fiction in a new way. I am installment eight. You know that little kid near the end of the line, costume on and…
Originally posted on Musings on Life & Experience:
If a tree falls and you cannot hear it for the noise of the machinery, did it happen? ? The problem with working in some small towns is that if you kick one of the inhabitants, they all limp! Thus and so you have to be very…