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Moments to LoseThe son need not atone for the sins of the father," the elder had said as he pressed the brittle silver into the younger's palm. "Not when he is old enough, man enough to make mistakes of his own." Eyes crinkled with grim levity but the weight of each second ticked against his hand nonetheless.Moments to Lose by *TheLipGlossary
She had felt that same weight through the young man's pocket when they met, the smooth lump ever-present; again on her ring finger, not much later; again in her bed, not much later; again in her own hand as the worn chain slipped through her fingers and onto the padded, faux satin lining of his casket, again, not much later.
She picks her son up fr
| This flash fiction (or microfiction) is of the whipped-up-in-half-an-hour-as-practice-and-hardly-edited variety. An example of my raw creative output given boredom and book of writing prompts. |
Untitled cyberpunk opera - Golden Jubilee EXCERPTBook: Karakuri GirlUntitled cyberpunk opera - Golden Jubilee EXCERPT by *TheLipGlossary
Arc: Golden Jubilee
Title: The Tail of the White Rabbit, or: Though the Crate is Open, the Lobsters Will Never Flee, Part 1
Violet dropped into one of the imitation leather, sling-back seats at her gate. Paris, connecting through Madrid, to some town she couldn't pronounce. CNBC hummed quietly on a flat-panel TV overhead. A row of passengers, most of them in suits, seemed to huddle around the news for warmth, their spirits rising and falling with the stocks. The aspect-ratio of the OLED screen mismatched the signal, made the anchors look shiny and bloated, very American.
Her eyes flicked to the corners of the ceili
Untitled cyberpunk opera - Fievre du PrintempsBook: Karakuri GirlUntitled cyberpunk opera - Fievre du Printemps by *TheLipGlossary
Arc: Welcome to the Dollhouse
Title: Fièvre du Printemps
Alderman Geoffrey Doyle was a good man, a family man. He arbitrated straight down the party line, putting money in schools and health care and Green prospects--"our children's future." It put people at ease. They could cast their vote and do their civic duty and sleep easy knowing someone smarter and stronger was thinking for them. The city needed more men like Geoff. Men who stayed strong when their wives drank themselves into a car, a tree, and rehab. Men who still loved their daughters even when rumors flew that she had dropped out of college to strip in a
When it Rains - Chapter 7 EXCERPTCHAPTER SEVEN: Let sleeping dogs lie, Harvey.When it Rains - Chapter 7 EXCERPT by *TheLipGlossary
"Oh, the rest of the country can have their depression. Me, I'm not sad at all!"
A loud whoop erupted from the huge woman, setting the jewels upon her breast quivering like glistening jelly, and the small crowd around her was set aroar with polite belly laughs. Harvey moved past them, straightening his tie, to the long buffet of refreshments arrayed in the rotunda of the Artois Museum of the Arts. An enormous gold-plated statue of an elephant towered over the fountain, mountains of hors d'oeuvres, a scaffolding of champagne in crystal, and corpulent, old-money, p
When it Rains - Chapter 2CHAPTER TWO: Will you walk into my parlor, Harvey?When it Rains - Chapter 2 by *TheLipGlossary
The antique, worn leather molded around Harvey like a glove as he fell again into his office chair. The last eight years of his life had been orchestrated from this very chair, from finding missing persons to nabbing kidnappers, the odd shadowing job, blackmailing blackmailers, and sometimes simply determining which restaurant on his Chinatown street steamed the best buns--a case he was just now poised to take on. From the street below, neon filtered in through slatted windows in bright ribbons of orange, red, and green. The paper carton on his desk steamed the polished surface with the sacc
Out of Eden - Chapter 1CHAPTER 1Out of Eden - Chapter 1 by *TheLipGlossary
It was one of those strange, crystallizing moments, when you remember every detail--the smell of the room, the way the last of the August sun plays off the carpet--because everything has suddenly become real and there is no going back. It wasn't a game anymore; it wasn't just dress-up; they weren't kids anymore. No, Ashlynn was dead serious. She was going to carry this charade all the way, and she wasn't going to quit until she had kissed the most gorgeous boy in school.
Then, maybe all this self-indulgent nonsense would end and they could all go back to actually being what they were now only pretending to be: the kind of peopl
Out of Eden - ProloguePROLOGUE 1Out of Eden - Prologue by *TheLipGlossary
The black beneath the Heavens is laid out before him, a palpable void, its endlessness, its ineffability almost claustrophobic. It is a night filled with any number of creations or nothings, as yet unseen, unappreciated by those now asleep within its embrace; but, this darkness, like many things in this neophytic creation, will soon end.
He does not look back, to the ephemeral floor of Heaven he feels whisper at his wingtips. The gesture he makes comes naturally: his fingers slice a broad arc through the void. It is pierced by the sacred words as easily as if by Her spear. A fractal of
| Excerpts from various long-form prose projects. |
Movingon 
Sci-fi microfiction. Took first place in the Yahara Journal 2012 writing contest in the prose category. |
| Once upon a time--maybe seven years ago--I started messing around on dA. I mostly drew then, albeit not very well. After college I began to focus exclusively on my writing, tackling legitimate prose for the first time, and I had so much fun with it I completely forgot about the doodling. I'm finally going back to school for graphic design, as I'd planned all those years ago; so, I'm starting here again as well. One part writing portfolio, one part drawing practice...hold onto your hat, but don't hold your breath. |
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