Weekly Writing – June 3 2023
Wearing a chain of dandelions into battle, strewn careless and delicate about the neck. A boast, or a mockery? You won’t dent their armour. You won’t so much as cut…
Weekly Writing – May 27 2023
I had never really believed there was such a thing as diving too deep. There was equipment, and there were people, not suited to do it, but the former was…
Weekly Writing – May 20 2023
“I don’t believe you,” she laughed, in a way that sang from the rim of her wine glass. “What, you don’t think I would?” They had long since emptied theirs,…
Weekly Writing – May 13 2023
Being courted by a god of frost was mostly downsides. The first time she found a surprise blizzard on her doorstep, late in May, she assumed it was just the…
Weekly Writing – May 6 2023
Once he’d finally killed the last of them, he climbed back from the hold up onto the flower-strewn deck. The sea was blooming and roiling to every horizon, and the…
Weekly Writing – April 29 2023
She stopped at the forty-eighth kingdom, above the clouds but still below the stars, when she realized that the forty-seventh was the last place she had felt human. There had…
Weekly Writing – April 22 2023
The first kingdom on the stair was little more than a foothill, green and sparse and drowsy with endless summer. Its residents hadn’t set out with any ambitions, and so…
Weekly Writing – April 15 2023
The first time he saw her, she was standing on a platform at Moonrill Station, waiting to board the afternoon train with three dozen other people. The only reason she…
Weekly Writing – April 8 2023
For someone like Thomas, who had always had a particular horror of death, attending the funeral of someone close to his own age came with a shameful sense of relief.…
Weekly Writing – April 1 2023
The final call for boarding. She had told herself she wouldn’t hesitate. But she’d been imagining the cheery whistle of a steam train, a conductor’s bellow over a bustling platform.…