The Most Welcoming of Secrets

Abine wasn’t tired.  But he was supposed to be, wasn’t he? He was retired. He had seen the world and it had seen him.  So why wasn’t he tired? You’d think he would be tired. Old, even. That was what was expected of him. That he would just yield the moment they told him, take... Continue Reading →

So Many Books, So Little Time

I'm not a fast reader. It often amazes me when people online say they've read a hundred books a year, since even fifty is more than I can typically mange. It takes me a month or more to dissect most books (though I'll often read several at a time). I want to note everything the... Continue Reading →

Worldbuilding: When to Stop

So, while I've enjoyed talking productivity and reading habits pretty continuously over the past month or so, I feel that I've gotten a bit burnt out over the topic and am ready for a shift. Worry not, for we will return to those things---just not today. Today, I'd like to harken back to a sort... Continue Reading →

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