Captian's Log Bright 19 Jul 202220 Jul 2022 He beamed at me. The rock was on his desk, waiting there by his hand. I tried to keep my eyes from it, but they kept slipping toward it. It…
Captian's Log Speeding Away 18 Jul 2022 How speedy is the second hand,revolving all the day;how swift to fall, the grains of sand,counting the hour away. And all of time is madthe nights and days are oneno…
Captian's Log The First Sword 17 Jul 2022 When the first sword was forged, it was crud, but it was forged. The man who forged it wanted to kill a god. You see, there was a mighty-man in…
Captian's Log Short: Peeking Through the Mists 16 Jul 2022 When part the curling mists about the gorge and through the tangled web of trees you spy the rapids white, the pool all deep and dark, there's whispered in the…
Captian's Log Pink Flowers 15 Jul 2022 What a sweet and gentle picture; flowers in a garden, pink against summer blue skies. And there, just a whisp of white, tendrils of clouds, not enough to be cloudy…
Captian's Log Life and Death 12 Jul 2022 She hadn’t stepped into her father's old study since she was a girl. It had scared her then; it was forbidden. She remembered tip-toeing with bare feet among the shelves…
Captian's Log Direction 11 Jul 2022 Well, I've taken another step, made another investment, into getting a book out there. I've sent in part one of my novel into an editor, Faith Moore. She did a…
Captian's Log Ashes 9 Jul 2022 There was a dream we whispered in the night, whispered so low we could barely hear our voices, yet we knew; we all dreamed it, were haunted by it—ever dreaming…
Captian's Log Caprice 7 Jul 2022 When heaven's dying light pierces the lush, green canopy of leaves which shade my house,and sleepy birds, their lazy twitters sing from out their hidden nests above my head;when all…
Captian's Log Beyond the Mirror 6 Jul 2022 There could never be anyone in the mirror but a blind man, blind to the world beyond the looking glass. He shaves, pisses, poses, but he never lives. He comes…
