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Through Other Eyes

One of the real joys of writing is getting to see your work interpreted by other people. Cover illustrations are always wonderful — getting to see how a talented artist viewed your characters and world is a real treat. Audio recordings and adaptations are also fun, especially when the production values are as high as, say, Drabblecast’s. And I mention that particular venue because I had the enormously good fortune to get a Doubleheader episode this week with two of my very short stories, Unintended Consequences and Expired. I love the cover art, and Norm did an amazing job with the audio. It was enjoyable hearing the musical selections in the background: I thought the use of music in Unintended Consequences was particularly good and really added something to the ending of the piece.

How about the rest of you out there? Have you had a similar experience of getting to see or hear your work through the eyes and ears of another artist?

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Posted by on 26 November, 2011 in Writing


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Nor A Real Bastard

Here’s a quick little piece I dashed off this afternoon. It’s just for fun, so I figured I’d post it here. Enjoy!

Nor A Real Bastard

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Posted by on 29 April, 2011 in Writing


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Unintended Consequences (Flash Fiction)

Mr. Chuck Wendig, esq put up a flash fiction challenge earlier this week: spin a thousand-word yarn riff off the term “Irregular Creatures”. Now, I’m exactly the sort of person to say no to a challenge, but I had a look at some of the excellent entries (don’t miss Marko Kloos’s Seeds if you have bird feeders and the problems that come with them)

Thusly inspired, I dashed together this little piece that I call,

Unintended Consequences

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Posted by on 11 March, 2011 in Fantasy, Writing


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Snippet From WIP

Had a nice writing session this evening. Not the thousand words I was looking for (*Jedi wave*) but a respectable 700 or so. I wrote one scene I’m particularly happy-for-a-first-draft with, and thought I’d post it, just for fun:

“It’s like…” Larrimer trailed off, then shook his head and sat back. He watched Crandall drink. “Have you ever had real milk, Inspector?”

Crandall resisted the urge to roll his eyes. “This is real milk.”

“Nah, that’s just the machine stuff, a bunch of cultured cells like for meat or blood transfusions. I mean real milk, like out of a cow.” He squinted and made squeezing gestures with both fists. Crandall choked and spluttered.

“Probably,” he wheezed, slapping himself on the chest. “Why?”

“I grew up near a farm and the cows ate grass all summer, then hay or something all winter. And you could tell the difference, you know? It didn’t taste like grass, but it kind of did?”

Crandall felt lost. “Sure.”

Larrimer threw out his hands. “Well, it’s like that.”


“Look, one of these people killed Lt. Tou. They’re a murderer. And I feel like that ought to come through somehow, like the grass.” He slumped back in his chair. “But I’m not getting anything like that, I can’t taste it.”

Crandall considered that. “All right.” He nodded. “Sure, I see what you mean. They can’t be completely honest, they have to lie to you. Even when they’re telling the truth, a murderer still has to try to deceive you.”

“Yes!” Larrimer leaned forward, eyes wide. “That’s exactly what I mean. But I just don’t get that, I don’t feel it. None of them are ringing any special bells, and I’m kind of starting to wonder if I have what it takes.”

“Don’t be so hard on yourself, you’re new at this. I’ve been at it for decades, remember.”

“Yeah, all right, sure. But I feel like I ought to have some kind of instinct for it. Maybe I wouldn’t know what it was I was sensing, but I feel like I’d be like: That guy, him, he’s lying to me, he’s the murderer.”

Crandall blinked. “But they’re all lying.”

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Posted by on 14 September, 2010 in Writing


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