Stories

Chris Williams was exiled from Parker Valley Pack after participating in an attack on the mate of another wolf. After being forced to leave the only home he knew, he was taken in by a pack on the west coast as a favor to his old Alpha. At the suggestion of the counselor helping him work through his many problems, he began keeping a journal of his thoughts on what got him to where he is.

This introduces Jake, the narrator of Moorpark Palms, a funny book of stories about a small Los Angeles apartment building in the 1990s. Jake & Conor is a light little romance, once intertwined with the longer book. I broke it out because it distracted from the apartment stories.

Brian and Lanny are back from their European adventure and settle into an apartment of their own. Marco leaves for his own adventure to exhibit his art in London and Paris, leaving Marty and the twins Samuel and Benjamin to fend for themselves.

Lihai is a pickpocket. Kutanga is a respectable apprentice. Lihai's green-blue eyes captured Kutanga's heart the moment he looked upon them, but the mysterious boy he meets in the market hides something that endangers any who dare to love him. Loving another boy is of little consequence, but to love a Changeling is unforgivable to some.

On the run from slavers, Pip is separated from his best friend, Tilbei, and finds himself on a strange planet, with even stranger aliens. His handsome rescuer is different from Pip. The odd man's human, after all.

This years offerings

The world was shaped to be good and prosperous. The gods were commanded to guard it, and for many an age it was so. But in a night of great conflict the world was shattered by powerful magic and the sky fell upon the mortal realms. 20 years have passed. Ambitions have reignited and armies march once more. Champions must rise to save the mortal realms, for failure means the end of all they know. Ki grew up in this world, and the story of the years to come is also his story.

Poetry meets film.

Here be Dragons – A Loving Tribute by his GA Friends

Like you all know, a poem everyday of month April. May be out of personal experiences or just by inspiration.