So we’re holed up in this makeshift bunker in the early twenty-fifth century waiting for the time bombs to stop dropping—forget next week, those things’ll… Read More »Storytime Blog Hop: Lost in Time Wearing an Invisible Cloak
You gotta wonder what the people who made these cars were thinking–sending them wandering around the city instead of just parking them somewhere until they… Read More »Storytime Blog Hop: Ridesharing
Although Amanda is tall, she never offers to reach down books from a top shelf.
There are benefits to having friends in very, very high places.
Akviziel is late for tea again. “I swear it isn’t my fault this time,” he says when he finally does show up. “I got summoned.”
The AMPs are chasing me, slow but inexorable. I sprint for headquarters, past all the nearby police stations I scrapped for parts years ago. No… Read More »Storytime Blog Hop: Autonomous Militarized
