Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
“When you love someone, they become a part of who you are. They're in everything you do. They're in the air you breathe and the water you drink and the blood in your veins. Their touch stays on your skin and their voice stays in your ears and their thoughts stay in your mind. You... Continue Reading →
"I turned my palms up, testing the silver cuffs around my wrists. Though the cuffs were invisble to any eye but mine, it had taken a long time for my paranoia to ease whenever someone's idle gaze lingered on my wrists. They flexed with my movement, a second skin over my own. Only my trapped... Continue Reading →
"Marlowe had offered me fifty dollars to stand out here in the freezing Chicago cold and do an augury, and like a damn greedy fool, I said yes."Even Though I Knew the End by C.L. Polk I recently had the joy of reading two books by C.L. Polk back to back, and both were equally... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 