fiction

  • Support Ghosts in the Burbs

    Amazon shut down the kindle account of one of my favorite podcasters. Admittedly, I wouldn’t normally suggest supporting Spotify at the moment, but the catch-22 is that it seems to be one of the last platforms to get a message out without being silenced for it. Ghost in the Burbs creator Liz Sower had her…

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  • I started making skits! Do I feel absolutely crazy doing it? Yes, but the little former theater kid in me is having a lot of fun. I’ve been improvising scripts and editing together clips from the game. I did a thirty minute Get Fit with Rick workout today. I almost filmed myself working out, but…

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  • Twenty-two:             The Peace Brokers that were with him raised the enchanted staffs that they had. They were weapons made by witches so that they could protect themselves with magic when they were going up against immortals. A bright, blue light came from the staffs and shot in my direction. Desmond tried to block it…

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  • Twenty-one “I’m sorry, what?” I stared at Alice, certain that I had heard wrong. “If someone challenges for the position of Alpha, and wins, they can take that person’s mate. It’s a very old, outdated custom but since Alpha’s can choose who they want to be with, that would apply to new leadership,” Alice said,…

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  • Myths

    I once saw a video of a chef talking about how a lot of the second-generation immigrant kids end up going back home. America prices them out. Culture makes them feel like they don’t belong…and they return to what they find is familiar, yet not. Admittedly, this was in the context of Asian culture that…

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  • Twenty Desmond was quieter for far longer than I liked.  “Desmond?” I poked his arm. “Can you say something? Anything?” He took a deep breath. His golden eyes were molten. “Your mother let you eat fae food?” I nodded. “It was a cake. She kept on telling me that I had to eat all of…

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  • Nineteen             We took a black sedan to the Werewolf Center. It was hard to believe that it hadn’t been that long ago that I’d been there for The Choosing Ceremony. This was where my mother had been killed. This was where my sister had been taken. My sister, who I had found out had…

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  • Eighteen             The vampires had a lot more humans that lived with them. According to The Immortal Laws, vampires could drink from humans. They could also turn them. But it had to be consensual. They also could not kill a human by drinking their blood. Being a vampire was one of the easier ways to…

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  • Seventeen             I didn’t sleep. I would close my eyes only to wake up about thirty minutes later. When I closed my eyes, I would see my mom turning. Over and over again. I couldn’t stop think about it. I woke to a knocking on the door of the guest room that I was staying…

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  • Sixteen Desmond pushed himself up off of the ground. He walked over to take my hand. “Come with me.” “Why can’t you tell me what’s going on right here?” I was trembling as I spoke. I had been around immortals and magic my whole life. But I had never seen anything like what I had…

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