Mother always told me I was the daughter of a god. Uncle Ree always told me what a shame it was that she was a crazy whore, for mother was beautiful. If Uncle Haputt ever heard, I was sure to hear the scrabble of their fighting on the roof. He didn’t like it when Uncle … Continue reading Daughter of a God
Back when I was 17, after I had just moved in with the father I barely knew, I would go running in the mornings during the free hour in-between the 6am Seminary and school. I'd pull on my old dance pants, my sports bra, and an old gym shirt and run around the track in … Continue reading Track Worms
Another one of my short story ideas that helped in the fruition of another story. I like to say it's of a 'grease punk' genre, whether that exists or not. It basically has to do with a modern day slave who works in large boiler rooms like the one I use to work in college, … Continue reading Grease in Zion
This is the first chapter of a post-apocalyptic, uh, anthropomorphic story I tried writing. Tiger and Bird by T.S. Lowe Chapter One "Weird we should save her just to have her die." Lei gave Jin a hard look. Jin didn't meet it, preferring the thick, short claws of his bare feet. Round circles of calluses … Continue reading Tiger and Bird
It was much cooler outside than it had been in the inn the night before, for which I was thankful. I could feel the heat exhaustion lingering on my limbs and didn’t think I could have made it to the market square if it hadn’t been. Said market square was hardly recognizable once I reached … Continue reading Raising a Hero–Chapter 30
Ah. Holidays. Apparently one of the biggest ones happened right smack dab in the middle of summer, which, to my great dismay, happened to last a whole month longer than the summer on my earth. Apparently, all the seasons lasted an extra month, which meant years here were four months longer. That screwed up my … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 28
Back in the days when I knew the passion confused boy, we had a story-telling dream. The details didn't seem all that clear to me, as they always are for those starting to believe in their ambitions, but he seemed to have a grasp enough on it to know that, wherever we went, we'd be … Continue reading Not a Demon
Closing time came and I found myself with just enough energy to be up to magic practice for the first time in over a week. Derrick went to sleep on the floor in Milly and Hal’s room (it was a bit larger than the little thing Gus and I shared), and Gus and I settled … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 27
Turns out, Derrick was one of those few commoners who had a large magic capacity. Most who were lucky enough to have magic were like Hal, with just enough to do simple spells. The few who had even more magical capacity than Derrick were recruited by the various magical academies and often worked for the … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 26
It was a good thing that chase had happened so early in the morning, for the heatwave hadn’t finished with us. By the time Hal and Derrick had returned, not only had I started my period (which always made me ten times more tired than I usually would be), but I had the weight of … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 25
Author T.S. Lowe 