NaNoWriMo (national novel writing month) never did anything for me because whatever social or mental mechanic it has to encourage people to write didn't work on me. I got to writing a novel in a month or less because it was a ghostwriting job that paid well, my husband didn't have a job because he … Continue reading Beta and Snow
Tag: storytelling
Firefox
Not the browser, but a story idea I thought would be fun. Sadly, again, none of the characters stepped up to tell me the story and I only got this far. It has, get this, a fire fox! Oh, bet the title didn't clue you in. Firefox by T.S. Lowe Weights swung about Emry in … Continue reading Firefox
My Friend Death
I just really liked the idea of writing a story where the main character is best friends with death. I don't necessarily see death as a scary thing, maybe because I have a mental disease that's gotten me close and personal with suicide or because I'm fairly religious. I also, at the time of writing … Continue reading My Friend Death
Pee and the Best Bi-Polar Disorder
Raising a three-year-old, and children in general I suspect, is a lot like having an unmedicated bi-polar disorder. One minute you're filled to the brim with warm, fuzzy love that would throw you in front of a semi-truck for the sake of this child. The next, you're the semi-truck out to coat your grill in … Continue reading Pee and the Best Bi-Polar Disorder
Scraps of Wings
Just a scene I wrote for fun for some future story of mine a loooong while back. Uber melodramatic. Got some action and blood in it too. Yay. All the giggles and mocking. Wings stretched high to the eye-tearing blue sky with feathers as white as the clouds. He reached for the sky with his … Continue reading Scraps of Wings
Of Palest Ebony
Another story idea I played around with for a bit. Probably isn't going to go anywhere. The cell was dark and cool, like a pantry. Unpleasant smells filled it: urine, old body odor, stale food, stale straw—but underneath it all was a tantalizing smell of wet stone and something akin to rain. It was almost … Continue reading Of Palest Ebony
Daughter of a God
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
Track Worms
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
Grease in Zion
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
Tiger and Bird
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
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