Chapter 11The MaelstromCircling high above the turmoil, raven eyes watched, as Thelana and Arrow burst from the stables and Meridius erupted into flame, as the grayquid were vanquished. When all appeared calm, she glided from her crow’s nest again onto the ship.The feeling of transformation was like the climax that comes with copulation—it stirred every... Continue Reading →
He-Man, Jesus, and The Never Ending Story
I was a lot like Bastian, the main character in The Never Ending Story, when I was ten. My imagination was so powerful it sometimes frightened me. I could almost see and hear my daydreams. My family and teachers thought I was an odd kid who needed help. They complained I was always "in another world"... Continue Reading →
The City of the Drowned: Chapter 10
Chapter 10 Demons of the Deep Grayquid are inspired by H.P. Lovecraft's Deep Ones All eyes fixed on the beams not three feet overhead. A latticework of sunlight and shadow played over their terror stricken faces. The men moved frantically in the narrow quarters below, watching, waiting, listening. Little noise came from the upper decks,... Continue Reading →
The City of the Drowned: Chapter 9
Chapter 9Ex-LibrisMist rolled about the domed edifice, caressing the corroded stone, entwining the Mare Nostrum as though something living, coiling about the tall pillars and the oars. The fluted columns reflected in the ebbing water like the tendrils of some monstrous cephalopod waiting to greet the wary sailors. Cambses donned his helmet, its horsehair crest... Continue Reading →
The Princess Bride Review
I know, I know; it's a movie. One of my all time favorites, actually, and in one poll I saw, no. 9 of all time. I would never have bought the book, however, if the movie had come first. It was published in 1973, two years before I was born, which doesn't seem right because... Continue Reading →
The Gorgon’s Lover
Let me tell you how I killed her—how I killed the only woman I ever loved. I am a wretched thing, truly, and have little else to offer but this story. Hear me out, if you are wanting for a tragedy, but I give you fair warning: this is no tale for children or the... Continue Reading →
The Art of Storytelling 
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