My journal of big words and pretty pictures
More from the Dinner Party An excited murmur swept through the room. George Vernon remained unmoving at the head of the room, trying to stare down their host, Augustine Stiles. House staff moved among the crowd passing out heavy parchment notecards and Meisterstück pens. Stiles’ concierge, Jasper, stood slightly behind his employer’s chair, an empty … Continue reading If wishes were caterpillars
Filigree wings of elegant wrought iron Body armor aggrandized with cobalt blue cloisonné A tail forged into a wrathful cudgel Bestride my dragon, I blaze into bloody battle Raining down retribution and righteousness Upon the heads of my foes, beating them into submission Sprites and fae my warriors, Milk thistles and rose thorns my swords … Continue reading Dragon herder
What if you could have just one wish, any wish - good, bad, or magical - and it be granted? You have to decide now, without consideration for any consequences to you or anyone else. What would you choose? Would you wish for financial independence? Or to have a stable of luxury cars? Would you want to travel the … Continue reading Bad decisions
More of Andrew's story... A handful of breadcrumbs cast in the air brought a screech of gulls swooping down on the jetty. The birds always congregated on the narrow finger of shells and sand that jutted out into the bay feasting on mussels and tiny hermit crabs, and scraps from tourists and fishermen. Nori zipped … Continue reading Wayward gulls
Thin spiral notebook 