Since I was nine I've been an avid reader. Or, as my husband says, a story junky (yeah, the amount of stories I inhale probably isn't healthy). Actually, ever since I could read I've been a reader, but before the Harry Potter books I mainly dabbled in science books. I remember spending hours in my … Continue reading Fanfiction: a definition, a theory, and a rant (it just gets so WEIRD!)
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Raising a Hero–chapter 67
Despite having seen several showcases of fire, wind, earth, and water magic at the summer festival, and occasionally from a street performer on my trips to market, I didn’t feel like I’d gotten the amount of magic that Nehcor bragged about so heartily. He’d made it sound like I’d be walking down Diagon Alley in … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 67
I Want to Howl
I want to howl for the pain, strip down to all fours, bristle and fang, yowl like the dying for at least there's an end to that. I want to tear skin and flesh built over the years the cover the original me. The me who danced in summer rain, napped beneath swamp coolers, and … Continue reading I Want to Howl
Whisper
Quiet, now. For once your fears or discomfort are whistled to, he shall deny them. But they shan't dissolve. So whisper to the darkness that something's wrong and let it echo back. Or perhaps the abyss will swallow it. So hush. For if wrong's swallowed you'll want it too, you'll lean over. But should someone … Continue reading Whisper
Dreaming of Singing (song)
*To a slow jazz tune* Last night I was dreaming I was singing not on Broadway or a big stage just somewhere with ears to hear Maybe quivre'n with fear like me like me. I was dreaming I was singing like I use to in a small school strong with youth. In perfect harmony all … Continue reading Dreaming of Singing (song)
Wet Wings
My love, You were raised with your father's ideals but by your mother's pragmatism. When talents first bud upon your hands, you clapped for joy and squished them between your palms, making room for more, but not height for growth. My love, You spy the light on the other side with delight, for look, a … Continue reading Wet Wings
Raising a Hero–chapter 38
In the days before our meeting at the temple, Gus let me practice my magic on him. We were even able to do it in the open, on the cool floor of the cellar, which Hal had opened for me since another late season heat wave was passing through and it was time for him … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 38
Raising a Hero–chapter 39
On the plus side, I learned about temple oaths. Learn something new about this world every day. And I even got to see these various bits of metal when Priest Miurian met us at the temple door and walked us up the stairs to the second floor and through a golden door. It was a … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 39
Raising a Hero–chapter 35
…Sloppy. Sloppy sloppy, god. But, he still had given me a ‘commandment’ so that meant I had to listen through to it to the end. “You know how weird that sounds?” I said. Gus averted his eyes, rubbing a hand on his upper arm. “You know I can tell when you lie, right? Even if … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 35
Raising a Hero–Chapter 29
In the morning I woke up to Gus passed out shirtless on the floor, a bit of drool gleaming at the corner of his mouth. The light peaking through the curtain was gray and I could hear the hushing taps of rain outside. Shivering, I sat up, wondering why my underwear felt so crusty. The … Continue reading Raising a Hero–Chapter 29
Author T.S. Lowe 