Poking at a few things, mostly dark days do not last. The fog of war will lift whatever that war may be. Clumbsy work full of holes Yet praised unto the sky. Dedication scorned and mocked And Driven ‘til it dies. Proud the voice on stolen throne That claims it cannot fall. Loud the choice… Read More Fog of War
Just a quick note, and hopefully the start of a habit. The writing is coming. Whirlwind of Stars is finished and I’m wrestling with Indesign for things like covers. (I’m paying for it. Might as well use it.) Bearskin is, as the side bar shows, about 30k in. It’ll probably be 70ish k words or… Read More Getting things moving
Look to the skyLook to the starsThey can’t take us overThey can’t take what’s ours. The work of our hands,We can always redo.The things in our mindsWe pass down to you. The will to the strivingThey never will break.The hope in our laborsThey never can take. The fire that burnsIn every free soulIs something they… Read More Look Up
Of the coming of the Lord. The opening of the Battle Hymn of the Republic. Hopeful… yet very grim as well. The song is much less rambling than I’m likely to be in this post. That being said, our country has a long road ahead of it. The future is not my provenance. Only the present.… Read More Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory
The best laid plans are often led astray… and so, while I have several posts started, even as I am beginning this blog… I am already behind. For now, I will simply endeavor to post every day. For those of you waiting for the geology posts, those shall be forth coming, but I want to… Read More The Best Laid Plans