Steampunk War: Crimean

Captain Jon James MacWoad at Balaclava The ponderous war-engine steamed slowly across the Balaclavan plain. Captain Jonathan James MacWoad sat chilled in the early Crimean dawn. I’ll miss the cool soon enough when I climb into one of those iron coffins, he thought bitterly. An end of my own design. J.J. breathed deep the sea-tinged, […]

Too Much Input

Not Enough Output My sister is planning to Nano in August.  I’m inspired.  I’m excited to see what she comes up with.  I’m challenged.  There is no way I’m going to do a couple thousand words a day, but I can start this new story with my daughter.  I’m calling it “The Widening Sea” and […]

As Ordered

As Ordered “It is not for you, sir, to say what his grace may do.” said the little courtier voiced soft enough that words died out before the tapestried walls. He was small, slim as well as short, dark eyed and swarthy, “Silence, obedience, humility, loyalty, respect, these befit you better.” “By what right will […]

September Flash — Pyroclastic Flow

Swooped Down in the Dead of Night Adrasteia woke terrified in the dead of night, she could not say why. The air was too still, but exhaustion should have kept her in dreamless sleep until she was roused to board their ship. Yesterday they’d packed their treasures, portaged, and placed them all on the boat […]

Having Family for Dinner

Here is a poem I wrote for a contest on  It was a rather grand team competition named for “The Game of Thrones.”  I’m mad about GoT.  But I’m a couple of years behind the HBO series currently.  Anyhow.  In the spirit of House Targaryen and their words, Fire and Blood, I wrote this […]