The scribe is burning through the “trash that pays the mortgage.” This is good because, this, theoretically will leave her more time to work on my story. But I’m dismayed that she’s not writing about me. (Whatever happened to finishing what you start, Scribe?) Scribe: Look, if you weren’t so cagey about what you actually […]
“Damned-to-the-seven-hells stupid pirate captain.” Arekan cursed Etharin while he crawled in the ventilation shafts of The Rogan, a spaceship thirty-years too old, and sixty-years behind in repairs and upgrades. The tub was not fit to sit in, let alone travel the black depths of space. In his short life, nineteen-year-old Arekan Mor’a’stan never thought he’d… Continue reading Pirate’s Luck: Chapter 14~The Dead Zone
“Damned-to-the-seven-hells stupid pirate captain.” Arekan cursed Etharin while he crawled in the ventilation shafts of The Rogan, a spaceship thirty-years too old, and sixty-years behind
The slave’s face crumbled into disgust when the hatch of the ship sealed. “Great gods,” he muttered in Fedeng. “What?” said Arekan. “I thought that awful smell came from you,” he said. “It’s all over your clothes. But I see now it’s from the ship.” Arekan felt a blush creep up his neck. He must… Continue reading Pirate’s Luck~Chapter Twelve-The New Man
This piece of flash comes to you by the way of two sources. The first is Chuck Wendig’s Friday Flash Fiction Challenge. And here is what he says about that: Way this works is, below you will find two tables — X and Y! — and you will pick (or randomly draw) from those tables.… Continue reading Chuck Wendig’s #FlashFiction Challenge: Demons vs. Assassins
Chuck Wendig’s Flash Fiction challenge was to pick one of ten titles and write a story to it. At first, my inner muse said “write something pretty,” but then that old dog, Arekan whispered, “You’d been looking for a entree into the next chapter of Pirate’s Luck.” Though it is part of the larger work,… Continue reading Pirate’s Luck~Chapter Ten-Discount Skin Ticket
