Edit, 8/10/2022: Cinders, what a strange essay to read nine months down the line. Long-distance eldritch brain wife, huh? It’s fascinating to see how positive my self-image became, once, if I dissociated so hard I believe I’m a different being looking at myself from outside. Makes a demon think. Now I just think about myself. […]
“I mean creative work that seeks to fill its audience with visceral, abject, unrelenting terror. That’s my horror.”
Hello, readers mine! The following is the result of my earnest attempt to write a short–HA–Twitter thread concerning my staunch belief that we need more soft SciFi/futuristic fantasy stories centering around the inherent drama of smaller warships going toe-to-toe with a true flagship. I hoped to convince other writers of the potential in this idea–in […]
“Songs of the Ainur, Unfolding”: My most recent piece of writing theorism and the present zenith of my self-indulgence. It’s a beautifully-written meditation on major fantasy influences over the last seventy-odd years. Within that Gothic deluge, given forth by my dark heart’s depths, I finally found words for so many notions that lingered, as wraiths […]
If you could not tell from the title, readers mine, I’m attempting another essay today. I should clarify that I don’t believe this will be comprehensive; it cannot. I suspect it shall nonetheless run rather long! You see, today I offer my candid perspectives about several pivotal fantasy authors: three definitively high and the other […]
Ashenvein Gate: Stories & Dreams 