Grafton’s Ghost-Child

Even unto the Seventh Generation

 
Grafton turned the knob on his daughter Cloe’s bedroom door so slowly, thankful for the patience that came so naturally to him. The doorknob would sometimes crick and he didn’t want to wake her, just peek in to watch her sleep, make sure she was snug under the covers. Sometimes Amanda would open the window in their daughter’s room to let the night air in and Cloe would curl up into a tight little ball, just her nose exposed and forming a little steam tent.

She was adorable.

His hand turned past the crick, he opened the door slowly. Sure enough, a few icy snowcrystals blew in as he entered and Cloe was beginning her curl into a ball. Like her father, she was patient. It would take about ten minutes before she was done, never waking once. Grafton had watched her do it.

As he entered, Cloe’s Merchant-Ghost looked up. It was sitting in a recliner beside the nightstand next to his daughter’s bed. It was reading a book – Grafton could see it in his hands. It had to be as ancient as the merchant ghost itself – it’s eyes emitting that odd red-yellow light to illuminate the pages. The Merchant-Ghost nodded, its tree-like body and bark-like skin folding as it moved, then went back to its reading.


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Sanctuary

How far will you go to find home?

 
There is a planet on the scanners. It is large and round and red. The sun is yellow and warming, and the planet is in the sun’s life zone. The gravity is slightly stronger than Earth’s. The air is a bit richer, and there is abundant water under the surface.

The red coloring comes from two things. The surface of the planet is covered with red vegetation and their spores are everywhere. The ground is also red, although not with spores but with clay and slate like so faraway Connecticut.

The dog beside me raises his massive head and growls. I scratch behind his ears and his hind legs start thumping the cabin floor. I make him thump in time to songs I sing, switching legs as I go from chorus to lead and back.

“We’ll go down, see if this is the one.”

His ears go up slightly. I wonder how many of the words he understands.

“Take the dog,” my wife said. The cabin has room for me and one more. The taste of her lips is still on mine. The smell of her hair is here before me. I can delight in her touch and feel her sun-warmed and reddened skin.


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A.N. Mouse – Caustic Knights, Hunting Nightmares, Violent CEOs, Necromancers, and Unfortunate Alchemists

This border hopping Indie Author is a fan of WADsworth

A.N. MouseHello all and welcome to our last author interview for 2018. It’s been fascinating and full of learnings for me, so thanks to all who took part.

The first thing you need to know is that A.N. is an amazingly patient individual who graciously sat through three intro takes because I kept botching things.

And there’s still of few goobies in there. It’s me, folks, all me.

I’d like everyone to stand up and give A.N. Mouse a big round of applause for taking part in our exciting adventure.
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Stanley P. Brown – Superhero Inspired Celtic Gothics

SciFi Fantasy with a Christian Flare? Beware Tolkien, Stand back, Lewis.

Hello all and welcome to our continuing series of author interviews. Today’s guest is Stanley P. Brown and if you want a fun, educational read, I suggest Dr. – that’s right, today’s guest is a university professor – Brown’s peer reviewed paper, Superhero Physiology. You’ll never look at Captain America the same way again.

I’d like everyone to stand up and give Stan a big round of applause for taking part in our exciting adventure.

Anybody can write a novel. It’s really difficult to write one worthy of publication.

 
Stan Brown’s Bio
As a child Stan always had heroes. These were mostly in the form of his big brother and those populating the pages of Marvel Comics. Realizing he didn’t have the right stuff to be a superhero himself, he became a professor. Works of non-fiction followed, but the call of storytelling remained strong. He answered that call. THE LEGACY, his debut novel, was the result. Other novels – VEILED MEMORY and FALLEN WIZARD – followed in short order.


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Rebecca Tran – Christian Fantasy and Erotica

Fantasy based on Christian Mythology…with some hot and heavy sex thrown in? Maybe?

Rebecca TranHello all and welcome to our continuing series of author interviews. I’d like everyone to stand up and give Rebecca Tran a big round of applause for taking part in our exciting adventure.

I started writing to get over the loss of my father when I was sixteen.

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