I’m trying to complete Shadowmoon Valley for Loremaster in Warcraft, and so far in this zone, quests can show up on the map but not in front of me because:
-I’m wearing the wrong hat
-I didn’t think to use a flare gun
-it’s actually an item dropped by a guy I need to kill
Originally published in Daily Science Fiction, September 2020
The paper cone I’d taped together from an old piece of algebra homework slipped off the pony’s forehead and landed in the clover at her hooved feet. Mallory laughed derisively and said, “What were you trying to do? Play unicorn?”
The pony, Tulip, turned her head away, abashed, but she didn’t say anything. I couldn’t believe Mallory was lucky enough — and rich enough — to be given a real Smart Pony for her birthday, and still stupid enough to treat that pony like trash. Continue reading “Paper Horn”
I just found out that the reason my older kid’s best friend’s mom has been weird toward us for years, causing my kid pain and randomly excluding them at times, is because I’m a furry. Continue reading “Furry is Everywhere”
Originally published in Daily Science Fiction, September 2018
Clori, a koala-like woman, twisted wires about the pink and white agate in her paws, bending the delicate silver strands carefully with her claws. When she was done, the heart-shaped stone’s wavy lines were cradled in a net of silver that she hung from the mosaic of agates — each one collected by one of her adopted children. Continue reading “The Pink Agate”
Originally published in Daily Science Fiction, September 2018
Anno watched her mother tuck in each of her siblings to their differently shaped beds. Lut folded his feathered wings into his nest-bed; T’reska stretched out her scaly-green back on her heated bed of rocks; and Iko cradled her primatoid body, swinging lightly, in her hammock. And that was just in this room. The younger ones had been put to bed in their own room an hour ago. Continue reading “The Oldest One”
You know how your brain can have sudden ridiculous thoughts that make no sense?
I’m heading to the coast for an octopus encounter at an aquarium, and my brain just thought: “Oh no, should I have brought a copy of my book with an octopus on the cover… for the octopus to autograph?” Continue reading “Meeting Tiberius”
One of the best parts of being a writer and having your stories published is when they get illustrated, and you get to actually, really see the characters you’ve been imagining.