Sometimes my daughters get very exasperated when I forget something they’ve told me, like whether they talked to their teacher about turning that homework assignment in late, or that they have a planned social engagement this week, or that they already took the test on The Great Gatsby and don’t need to think about it anymore. I try to tell them that it is hard to remember everything everybody is up to, and that furthermore, being older, my memory banks…
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The Heart of the Gull Queen’s Huntress This is Installment 19 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘The Heart of the Gull Queen’s Huntress’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! (And the character list is here.) Previously… Long-fingered hands, now dark and no longer sprinkled with starlight, reached from long-jointed arms upward much further and faster than Ki would have guessed. They wrapped around…
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I will have you know it’s difficult to write a story when the voices of Ross and Rachel from Friends insist on being the mental-voice narrators. Though, they’re maybe a little better than Scrooge McDuck, who was more often the hazard when my kids were little. But still, very disruptive!
The Heart of the Gull Queen’s Huntress This is Installment 18 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘The Heart of the Gull Queen’s Huntress’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! (And the character list is here.) Previously… Even as they stopped a good ten paces away, the Trawerler lifted its head, somewhat slowly, weary, and gazed around at them. Its expression was remote and…
I have a lot of aspirations to have, not exactly a fancy house, but a nice house, one that matches my own sense of aesthetics and personal preferences. But, as anyone who has a house but does not have a personal decorator and the budget to match knows, getting there is a lot of work and time and effort. Since I’ve got lots of other things I also want or need to spend my work and time and effort on,…
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The Heart of the Gull Queen’s Huntress This is Installment 17 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘The Heart of the Gull Queen’s Huntress’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! (And the character list is here.) Previously… The black river water swirled them up, flecks and pieces of black chiton flashing within the ripples of moonlight, tiny, white moons of hosts’ eyes closed away…
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