Blogs — Are They a Headache?

  Struggling to find a balance I just had a pleasant encounter with somebody who writes speculative fiction, probably with a hint of fantasy. Nice guy too. It was fun — and nobody can convince me that conversations between writers aren’t productive, as well as educational. I believe that it is time to do some… Continue reading Blogs — Are They a Headache?

Stratford Hero

  Will, willing to play with words Reclaiming language Innovating ancient staves Making new wind: demanding the sun and the moon. Wooing and wedding cottage love and industry Longing for ladies and dark youthful boys. Trespassing in the garden of love: Jealousy burning the innocent victim Star-crossed intimacy fated to fail Hapless heroines fighting for… Continue reading Stratford Hero

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Character Development

I find creating a protagonist one of the greatest challenges a writer must face. How to do it? There are many conflicting ideas about this, spanning from advocating descriptions to the absolute ban on the same. How best reveal character traits? A character sketch seems one way to avoid misunderstandings. It is neat, and easily… Continue reading Character Development

Acolyte

Lonely in the vast hall the statue shivers Mountains glitter around the lofty pinnacle Rarely visited by human steps.   A solitary worshipper guards the shrine His predatory eyes search the distance As he invokes the goddess, silently gesturing. Wait! Looking deep into his soul he breathes in and out Singing love poems and following… Continue reading Acolyte

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Uncomfortable Questions

A few days ago, I watched an interesting film about the Vatican State during WWII. It gave a good sense of the times, even if it was a narrow view. Narrow only, because it played out in the Vatican, and the actors mostly portrayed the Pontifex and his staff (nuns and clericals of various rank).… Continue reading Uncomfortable Questions

Nyboder

The fourth Christian rode through Cobbled streets resounding With history On his way from the harbour to His round tower   Monarch with visions And Power to craft Emptied the treasury To build his bequest Castles and churches But, this is a first: Homes for the mariners A social estate   Along the byways Sailors… Continue reading Nyboder

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