Captian's Log From the Archives: The Hannibal Books 15 Oct 2021 With a little hel(l/p) from my insomnia, I've finally finished the Hannibal books. Now, I should probably start at the beginning, which technically wasn't the beginning, because I didn't start…
Captian's Log Poem: Chorale of the Stars 14 Oct 202115 Oct 2021 The secret whispers of the night,like whisps of fog across the moon,enchant within that sacred light.Hear it now, "The time is soon." The gentle chorale of the stars, their everpresent…
Captian's Log From the Archives: On Characterization 13 Oct 2021 Originally posted on https://thestoryclub.locals.com/ One of my favorite moments of characterization comes from Doctor Who, a story arc titled, The Green Death. In the final scene, once all the weird…
Captian's Log Three Shorts 12 Oct 2021 Morgue: The morgue was quiet in the day, and the locks on the caskets were unnecessary. Once dawn broke through the window, the morgue was perfectly safe. But I could…
Captian's Log From the Archives: Writing Everyday 11 Oct 2021 Still too busy to write. Family is more important. Took my niece to a Japanese garden. She loved it. Here's something I originally posted to https://thestoryclub.locals.com/ about how I write…
Captian's Log From the Archives: On Language 10 Oct 2021 So, family is visiting. My niece is adorable, and we had a lovely romp in the backyard. However, I don’t have time to write. I originally wrote this for https://thestoryclub.locals.com/ Language,…
Captian's Log From the Archives: Debate on Criticism 9 Oct 2021 So, family is visiting. My niece is adorable, and we had a lovely romp in the backyard. However, I don't have time to write. I originally wrote this for https://thestoryclub.locals.com/…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Machine of Our Dreams 8 Oct 2021 "You don't understand," I said. "I didn't design this!" He gazed at me fixedly, trying to master himself in spite of the drink. Setting his beer down, he said slowly,…
Captian's Log Poem: Your Mr. Grim Reaper 7 Oct 2021 Your Mr. Grim Reaper, some say he's a keeper, and other's a bag of bones. Our lady vampire, who lives in the spire, condemns with her careful tones. The doctor…
Captian's Log Poem: The Greatest Monster of them All 6 Oct 2021 I ask myself, what is the greatest monster of them all:Dracula with bloody fangs, who crawls along the wall?Perhaps the werewolf with his fur and deadly claws?Imhotep, maybe, with all…
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