My Grandfather’s Eyes

“Just watching the rain,” my grandfather answered. I scanned the dry field in front of his uncured wooden porch. “It’s sunny.” “Hm? Oh, yes. I suppose it is. Here.” His lips stretched into a grin. “But I never said I was watching the rain here.” I looked from the withering tomato stalks to his eyes. […]

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Tree of Life

Air filled his lungs: crisp, clean, perfect. Water tumbled down the waterfall, releasing a fine mist that prickled the skin. Bright blue skies shone down on him. A green dolphin-like creature on long scaly legs cocked its head sideways at him across the shallow lagoon. Ted Murphey sighed. He ran his hand over the pale […]

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Whither Fiction?

Wasn’t this blog about… um… Christians writing speculative fiction? Wasn’t this supposed to be about some people writing their speculative fiction that happened to be Christian? So, what happened to the fiction? What’s with all the reviews? I’ve mentioned it before, but it appears I’m in the “READ MOAR” section of a cycle I run […]

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Here we go again! Snow and Smoke and Nation of the Child have come and gone… time to visit a new world, a new civilization! This one won’t be daily posts. I’m aiming for weekly, but longer posts from it. Because I’m working on other projects behind the scenes, I won’t promise weekly — but […]

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Strings part 2

This was a lie! The sign said Doctor. Doctors were to heal, not kill. But here, she saw the shadows of little children who would never breathe, never cry, never live. They passed by her, blind to her, searching and calling for the mothers who’d thrown them away. The Mother appeared, gathering them into her […]

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Flash Friday: Copy

Harrings sighed and rubbed her temples. “Another long night?” asked Gamble, leaning against the doorframe. He glanced toward the sunrise just beginning to spill through the window shades. “Yeah…” said Harrings. “I can’t figure it out. He’s too… nice! I’ve tried to provoke him in every way possible. I’ve said horrible things. I’ve presented him […]

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