Playing with anything that's got an edge

Saturday, August 16, 2025

Sleeping through #Caturday (sharing a sketch and a little extra)

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  Just a sketch on a Saturday afternoon... And a little fun with watercolors...
Friday, August 8, 2025

Friday Flash Fiction - John Sable

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Everybody remembered the Great Crash of '27. The crash that killed the line. There was soot for weeks after. Old folks coughing. Trucks ...
Sunday, July 27, 2025

Nu-Grimm Variations on Familiar Fairy Fales

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If Charlie Brookner used anime as a medium and decided to tackle the timeless folktales of Willem and Jacob Grimm. That's how I would de...
Thursday, August 24, 2023

Snowpiercer: A Reaction to the Eternal Engine

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When I told my friend that I had started watching Snowpiercer, I described it as hectic and messed-up. He replied that that was an accurate ...
Sunday, September 5, 2021

The Great Pandarian Staff Swindle (Or how I discovered a hidden social welfare system in World of Warcraft)

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Every monk has its demon, they say. Even if that monk is a digital furry and his demon, a somewhat dodgy idea of digital opportunity. As a r...
Sunday, July 4, 2021

The Two Best Things About The Netflix series Sweet Tooth...

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... are Gus's ears. You just can't stop watching them. The way they rise and droop to show what's going on in his fireball mind....
Sunday, July 19, 2020

Review: The Tower at Stony Wood by Patricia A McKillip

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The Tower of Stony Wood begins with the deceptive simplicity of a medieval style fairy tale. A lady in a tower and a knight on his dark char...
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Carine
I believe (secretly) that I am probably one of the weirdest people you are likely to run into. For years, I compulsively read SF and fantasy - mainly because I was looking for that species of aliens/faeries/elves or whatever who had somehow left me behind here on earth. Now I know different. We are all strangely beautiful beings full of our own magic and mysteries. I would not say, I have secrets... rather, I have become one... I play in this oddly flawed reality as I listen to the sands whispering through my hourglass. When they are all gone, I will wake up into the infinity that is my true home. Until then, I write, play guitar and create art.
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