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Continue reading →: Escapism Part 2Read time: 3 mins. Continued from my previous post. Nasrin snapped her fingers. “Come on, there’s no one else here so we can go straight in. Our scenario is that we’re locked in a mansion’s secret cellar and have to open the hidden door.” She led them into a room…
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Continue reading →: Escapism Part 1Read time: 3 mins. This is a throwback to my first attempt at running a serialized fiction blog in 2018. Much of what I wrote during that period I’ve now synthesized into a draft of a novel. This story, while one of my favorites, really had no place in the…
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Continue reading →: “Serenading a Siren” – My Story Published in January Ember Press’ Not a Phase AnthologyRead time: 2 mins. I am thrilled to announce my short story, “Serenading a Siren,” was just published in Not a Phase: An Ace Anthology from January Ember Press. Published just in time for Asexual (Ace) Awareness Week, the anthology features both fiction and non-fiction stories of characters on the…
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Continue reading →: Shoreline LiminalityRead time: 1 min. Consider the in-between places where the sea meets the land. Sometimes that’s an abrupt concrete wall enforcing artificial separation, other times it’s an inclining sand strip that lets the ocean choose her own naturally changing boundaries. Maybe it’s a rock mound that grants the water fluidity…
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Continue reading →: Hymn for AbraxasRead time: 1 min. To create as one speaks, to speak the poem into life, and of that poem make a prism for use as eyeglass lenses. The void becomes a rainbow, then. Select a painted photon for a brush. Draw with it the puzzle pieces across the page the…
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Continue reading →: Ping-Pong Played Correctly
Read time: 2 mins. It took a ping-pong ball brushing against her cheek and Isabelle almost knocking her over for Nasrin to accept Virginia’s advice about watching from the doorway rather than the couch in the middle of the room. It happened that all four balls went towards one side…
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Continue reading →: The Weeds on the WallRead time: 1 Min. A narrative poem featured in my work-in-progress novel The Song and the Tempest In solitude she gardened quietly, Julrane, the Dweller of the Sea, Though she never felt alone, For the plants made her gardens home. She treated them as confidants And talked to them as…
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Continue reading →: Embrace the Woodland VoidRead time: 1 min. If you scream in the forest and no one’s there to hear it, then you’ve figured out what screaming into the void means. Have you walked alone out here because you couldn’t handle their voices – ringing, pinging, liking, reposting – – buzzkill workaholic; work harder…
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Continue reading →: Transition to WakingRead time: 2 mins. “She woke before her alarm clock went off, per the norm. Not enought to strictly qualify as bright-eyed yet, but enough to realize she’d exited her dreamscape and surfaced back in reality.” She was hearing her internal monologue as third-person narration again. Each perception registered in…
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Continue reading →: Novel Excerpt: Sketching UncertaintyRead time: 1 min. An excerpt from my work-in-progress novel The Song and the Tempest Isabelle studies her sketch of her newly-found mother. It feels almost unearthly to finally draw the woman who’s stayed a mystery for so long. She still can’t get the eyebrows quite right, though. There’s also too…
Hello,
I’m David
I’m a full time Instructional Systems Designer and a free time Creative Writer. I hold a PhD in instructional design and development, an MA in writing, and a BA in writing and theology. My current creative focus is on honoring nature and our connection to our environment. My pronouns are he/they.
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