Once again, I’m going to be away for the weekend. You may consider this your open thread. To say a word or two about the entry: I’ve put off writing No. 9 because it’s going to be so much fun. … Continue reading
Rakel would have liked to take the next day off, too, and let her new collection of bruises turn slightly less interesting shades of yellow and purple, but in her estimation she couldn’t afford it. She was, after all, putting … Continue reading
Not much to say here, beyond that Rakel has had worse and lives an exciting life. Unfortunately, exciting and painful are oftentimes very closely related.
Fear not! There are still entries scheduled for this week. It’s just I was up into the wee hours of St. Petersburg’s morn last night, and so when I scheduled things for ‘tomorrow’ and ‘Thursday’ I actually scheduled them for … Continue reading
“What? Why can’t he?” said Anja. She felt herself getting angry. “He’s been nothing but a help through all of this.” “There are rules, aspirant, of which Hans Georgsson was informed—” Mikel began. Anja didn’t let him finish. She turned … Continue reading
For a moment, I thought I’d done the numbering on these last two entries wrong. Then I realized that this chapter started on a Thursday instead of a Tuesday. Good times. Over the weekend I won’t have a computer, so … Continue reading
“Thank you,” Anja said. “Looks like we’ll get to trade stories after all,” Liam replied. “Do you do do this often?” “Almost every day,” Liam said, taking his weight off his staff and flipping it once, end over end. Elisa … Continue reading
I reserve the right to reuse entry titles in chapters after their first appearance.
Estonia was cool, if a bit small for my tastes. On to more important matters: what’s coming up here, and everything I’ve been doing which is unrelated to my current location. First off, I’ve been getting my fix of British … Continue reading
As I wrap up the writing for this chapter—that is, numbers seven through ten—I realize that much of it is a monument to my inability to pace things properly, and the rest of it is a monument to my lack … Continue reading
