Rough Cut of the mini-adventure that opens Episode Five of The Minus Faction

Droplets of blood fell in time with the warbling horn of an old Victrola record player. A deep Russian voice crooned a 1930s love song barely audible over the scratches in the record. Как много девушек хороших, Как много ласковых имён, Но лишь одна из них тревожит, Унося покой и сон, Когда влюблён.  By the second verse, even the cheery orchestra was obscured by the … Continue reading Rough Cut of the mini-adventure that opens Episode Five of The Minus Faction

Darksign: the birth of a novelist

I want to tell you a story with a wonderfully terrible ending. It starts in high school, where I sat quietly in class for days on end ignoring girls and filling notebooks with cheap knockoffs of my favorite sci-fi novels. It looked like I was taking notes, you see. (“I was not challenged enough in school.” Isn’t that what they say these days?) Like most … Continue reading Darksign: the birth of a novelist