The Illusion Conundrum, Part V: Some ruminations on setting and maps

Place is an important part of this novel.

Poem: Farmland

This piece was published in 2013 in Burningword Literary Journal. I have it linked on my Poetry page, but it looks like you need an account on that website to see this now. So, here you go! On the commute homethe clouds form a tableatop four grain silos,each grand, different. It reminds me of you.Continue reading “Poem: Farmland”

The Illusion Conundrum, Part V: Excerpt #2

He couldn’t remember a time before wind. Always, it had followed him. Through his childhood, adolescence, adulthood. The windlings were a race of people born from the very air itself, created from the swirling rage of the gods thousands of years ago.