The Shieldmaidens 1: T Part 1

And I bow as I step onto the dance floor, and the strings strain, and the bodies around us move. Bodies of abusers and saviors. Rose dances with Olsen, Destiny with Tiger. The music plays, we all twirl, and I take each of the next stories out onto the floor. The waltz is the most… Continue reading The Shieldmaidens 1: T Part 1

Rise of the Tellers 7: Chaste

What if I started writing fantasy? The memoirs stalled out. In this book we have discovered that Bekah and I never had a chance. Not until 2004, not until we got enough away from everyone else and their expectations for us. When we adopted that attitude Bekah had in Knife, Part 1, “Fuck that.” After… Continue reading Rise of the Tellers 7: Chaste