Ages of Aenya: Book 3, Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Through the Gates of the Silver Key The tower rose out of the northeast Wall, a simple cylindrical shape of mossy uneven stones with narrow archery windows. In centuries past, when the city was little more than a castle, it would have defended against an armies’ easterly advance. But now, the tower was... Continue Reading →

Life of Pi

Wow. I just put this book down a half hour ago, and I still feel warm and tingly inside. It's one of those rare feelings you get from fiction, an emotion of transcendence, of religious revelation. This is what, I believe, men like Abraham and Moses and Jesus and Mohammed were feeling when they were talking... Continue Reading →

Twilight Fans are OK with Me

Sorry, not actually reviewing this! Should people hate Twilight? Is the book poorly written? Are people who enjoy it stupid? Or do they just not know any better? To all of the above, the answer, of course, is no. Why not? Because everything is subjective, that's why. An aspiring author and friend of mine recently asked... Continue Reading →

Mass Effect 3: Character or Plot?

Warning: The article below contains spoilers for Mass Effect 3 I have always been interested in games with story, whether role playing through a computer or home console system or, better yet, tabletop games like D&D. Typically, I don't expect much plot or character development from a game, but recent attempts by Bioware have proven... Continue Reading →

Cloud Atlas

No review of Cloud Atlas could do it justice. I should just type the title in bold, followed by four stars. Hell, I’d like to change my rating system to give it five. Yes, it’s that good, a work of literary genius that transcends genre. Unfortunately, the cover sure as hell doesn’t do the book any... Continue Reading →

Lucas Finally Breaks My Heart

After more than a decade of defending him, I am finally brokenhearted by George Lucas. Why, George, why? See, I have always regarded him my favorite director. And not just for Star Wars. I love THX-1138 and American Graffiti just as well. Despite the torrent of hatred lobbed at him from YouTube and message boards,... Continue Reading →

The City of the Drowned: Chapter 15

Chapter 15 The Trident “Don’t ever leave me again.” Thelana’s cheek pressed between the scarred clefts of his torso. He longed to take her, to feel her soft hair between his fingers, but new manacles weighted his wrists. “It was the only way.” “Perhaps,” she said, watching him as if he might vanish. “They wouldn’t... Continue Reading →

The City of the Drowned: Chapter 14

Chapter 14Tide of FearsThe salt desert spread with the teeming thousands. Gold stallions bucked on the red backdrop of the Nibian banner. The left flank was burnished in studded plate and banded mail. Soon, other groups joined the Nibian cavalry, a ragtag of freemen and mercenaries under the blue fist of Kratos; the blue-skinned, turbaned... Continue Reading →

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