
Is Christmas the season of giving or is it a time of getting? While everyone but the most hardened grinches usually insist that giving is more important, most of us do need something in return. And it’s not necessarily anything…
Kai growled and threw his guitar pick as hard as he could. Then he sighed. It was his last one. Using considerably more care than he’d shown to the pick, he set his guitar gently in its case, taking a…
Warning: This is normally an apolitical place, where I write about fantasy inns, Greek gods, and things like mysterious stone tablets appearing out of nowhere. But the following is a ghost story with a political point, and if you wish…
“Everyone must pay tribute to the King,” I declare to the older lady who hovers nearby. I had given her a rare gift—an unexpected truth—but caution still wars with generosity in her faded blue eyes as she clutches her purse.…
Lucy is a homo hobilis—a young woman who doesn’t know how to make fire or warm clothing, and something as complicated as a wheel would be completely beyond her ken. Yet she is strong enough to face daily challenges that…
I was so inspired by Balroop Singh’s latest volume of vivid verse that I endeavored to frame my review in haiku form: Balroop re-creates Light from above in new clothes. Faithful fragments hanging; Mini-windows showing Truth in starlit slivers.…
The trouble had started, as it so often did, with a dragon. The mighty Draco was rarely satisfied, whether it be gold, jewels, or conquest, and it had lurked in the same lonely grotto for longer than any human could…
* A message received, was it timely or not? A whisper of fear and the shame that it brought. Rushing out wildly to lay in supplies, Both wanting and fearing the truth and the lies. * Was courage a villain…