Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes The Chair leaned over his desk. “I’m sorry, what did you way?” Now you’ve done it. Will swallowed and tried to project confidence.“I said I was a Prophet of Narrative.” It came out as a squeak. OK, listen to me. Just…
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Fiction Tuesday – Bored of Ordinance
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes After Sindy’s verbal explosion, the rest of the trip to The Empty Throne passed mostly in silence. The Steam, which continued to pour from her ears, probably contributed to the silence. The heat in the transport turned the passenger compartment into…
Fiction Tuesday – Moving South
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes Will didn’t really know how to read Sills. Granted he’d not known her all that long, but in his eyes she appeared to be an unflappable professional. She had a job to do, and she would do it, personal feelings be…
Fiction Tuesday – The Satire Shield
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes “OK kid, heads up,” Bug said as he poked Will’s arm. Jarred out of his silent revery, the teen looked over toward the gnome and saw something odd. He was shimmering. It wasn’t just a halo surrounding his shape, his entire…
Fiction Tuesday – The Aftermath
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes Will jolted awake when transport in which he’d been laid hit a deep gash in the dirt road. “What? What’s going on?” He sat up quickly, narrowly missing hitting his head on the transport’s ceiling. “Easy, Will,” Sindy’s voice soothed. “It’s…
Fiction Tuesday – Something Happens
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes Agent Other escorted the group off the train and loaded them on to some military-looking vehicles parked on a nearby dirt road. They’d been instructed to remain silent until they’d been properly loaded, which Nobody seemed to forget every sixth step….
