The Mythmaker’s Prayer

I am the story I tell myself. My words are dialogue, my actions engagement. I am my characters, my world the setting, my life the plot. Let these be my only constraints. As I give word to idea and action to thought, may I remember the tales I wish to tell. When I can, let […]

Ritual: Venusian Dreams

The ritual began as so many rituals began: with a wish. “I wish I felt more like I was a part of things.” That’s the kind of lament that, coming from someone I would consider so integral to the local community as I do, makes the part of my head that I’ve long since learned […]

Streams

I either have too many Twitter accounts, or I don’t have enough. The fact that I can’t tell which is itself part of the problem. I said at one point that Twitter could get its own whole post about what I do and don’t — mostly don’t — like about it. I’m not sure that […]