Unfaithful

At night, in my dreams, I am terribly unfaithful to my husband. I fall asleep thinking of him and the two cheerful monsters we’ve created. But inevitably a deep, sedative sleep washes over me — the kind that feels like three glasses of wine and a vicodin. My body settles into a sweet paralysis, while…

Gergyovden: The Day of Saint George

Spring came to Bulgaria with a stutter — unexpected heat followed by a final week of snowstorms and then consistent tank top weather. If it wasn’t for the pollen creating a fine mist throughout the city, plugging up my sinuses, I would have thought spring had been skipped completely. I wouldn’t have minded if it…

One More Chance

As a child, I loved Choose Your Own Adventure books. As a young adult, I loved MUDD games. Recently, I learned it's possible to mix the two together and create web-based interactive fiction. I am definitely at the beginning of these skills, but I am enjoying exploring what I can do with a more visual,…

Halloween Treat: Lucy Pemgrass Eats a Crow

If you know my writing at all, you probably know I write emotionally dark stuff that doesn't quite dip over into horror. However, being a part of the Inkubator community has challenged me to stretch my wings and try a variety of styles and genres. Over the past year I've written perhaps three borderline horror…

Why I’m Obsessed With Non-linear Writing

The White Rabbit put on his spectacles. “Where shall I begin, please your Majesty?” he asked.“Begin at the beginning,” the King said gravely, “and go on till you come to the end: then stop.” Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll It seems like great advice for telling a story: Begin at the beginning and…

Exchange Point

Sweat rolled down the small of my back, pooling above the waistband of my sturdy Carhartts. I stopped on the packed dirt path and bent down to pick up a crushed cardboard box with my gloved hand. The lettering had faded, not that I understood Spanish, but I guessed it was some sort of medicine.…

Where do you get your science?

I will declare (with pride) that what I write is considered "soft" science fiction. For many people, there is a certain hierarchy to science fiction, with hard sci fi--fiction that is based on realistic physics/chemistry/biology--inherently "better" than soft sci fi. I call fig-newtons on that as I enjoy both reading and writing soft sci fi.…

When I Realized… I Liked Other Women

The memory of the first time I realized I like other women stands out vividly against a gray backdrop of my early twenties. Everything else blends together and fades with time, but she remains sharp. Clear. Unforgettable. It was one of those teasing late winter days. The sun kissed me with promises of spring, but…