A lot of you may not know this, but I pretty much created The Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers, except that I called them The Panthers. It was a team of martial-arts superheroes that sometimes drove around in giant mech/robots. The leader was all in red, while his allies wore other primary colors, like blue and... Continue Reading →
The Prophet Mohammed? "I am Charlie," people around the world have been saying since twelve staffers who worked at Charlie Hebdo, a satirical Parisian periodical, were massacred. I am not terribly political by any means, aside from my ritual viewing of The Daily Show and the late great The Colbert Report, but I have had first hand... Continue Reading →
Radia Noora, the Princess of AenyaWell, folks, this is it, another year gone at the Writer's Disease. I would like to say this was the year that my dreams came true, that I found a publisher for my work and sold millions, but alas, Fate has yet to smile on me. Like Frodo Baggins, I... Continue Reading →
When I was young, I think it was after puberty, I had a vision of a young naked girl in the woods. Every boy has some similar fantasy, I'd bet, but this was a powerful, profound experience, something greatly beyond sex, because this girl felt very real to me. It was like a dream bordering... Continue Reading →
Whether you're a gamer or a writer, we all need inspiration, and the cinema is a great place to find it. But for me growing up in the eighties, there was a real scarcity of Sci-Fi or fantasy at the theater. Go to the movies today, and there may not be even a single poster... Continue Reading →
Who needs a PS4 when you've got hoop and stick!?! Getting my nephews to play Dungeons & Dragons is like asking them to play 'hoop and stick.' You'd think I was some out of touch grandpa trying to relive the good ol' days, when soda pop cost a nickel and you could watch Mickey Mouse at... Continue Reading →
So the beastmen have taken off with Celine Botissea. They have her on a spit and the fire is roaring. Soon she'll be roasted alive, like a human marshmallow. Her only hope is Juraviel, the wizard, but he is at a loss for what to do. The village is enclosed by tall wooden posts, like... Continue Reading →
Climb up to the roof! What's the worst that could happen? By this point, Dr. Van Richten was begging. "Please, please I don't want to; I'm scared of heights!" But Dr. Van Helsing was insisting, and he was holding the shotgun. Somehow, they needed to learn what was going on in the mansion, and Helsing was not... Continue Reading →
My first D&D book! Once upon a time . . . there lived an elf named Hektor and a half-orc named Lattice. Hektor and Lattice were strolling through the woods when they came upon a group of lizard men. Lightning streaked the sky, and shortly after it began to rain, but the elf and the... Continue Reading →
This is a story of He-Man, sex, and the early days of Internet fan-fiction, and how I became the most hated person in the Masters of the Universe community, but I am getting ahead of myself here. This all took place during my college days, from 1996 to 1999, a magical time for me. Never... Continue Reading →
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