Obsession Revisited Obsession Revisited By Megan Cutler | September 9, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment Domerin’s smile faltered and he rushed to replace it with a false approximation. His partner was sensitive to his moods these days, especially those remotely negative, and he wasn’t in the mood for another argument. For months Kail had gone on about the Winter Solstice Ball in the capital, so enamored with the idea of … Read More Read More
Stuck Stuck By Megan Cutler | September 5, 2016 | Comments 2 comments I’m waiting for a phone call. I hate this kind of waiting. It ties my insides into knots. I fidget and try not to focus on the subject I’m waiting to speak about, but it invades every aspect of my consciousness. Butterflies fill my stomach and my heart pounds in my chest. I tell myself … Read More Read More
Time Sensitive Mail Time Sensitive Mail By Megan Cutler | September 2, 2016 | Comments 3 comments Beneath the half-finished designs of a wedding dress, beside the discarded plan for a new type of directed explosive, sat a half-finished letter. Ves plucked it from the pile of disorganized chaos, folded it carefully and tucked it into the envelope with the rest. That left only the final piece of correspondence. She had spent … Read More Read More
12 Hours Before the End 12 Hours Before the End By Megan Cutler | August 26, 2016 | Comments 3 comments “This isn’t goodbye.” Domerin couldn’t blame his daughter for her skeptical expression. She had taken one look at him when he said Hello, Sunshine, and her face had turned ashen pale. Her demand to know what was happening was a reasonable one, but the answer was complex and he had never been good with words, … Read More Read More
Stop Leaving Bodies in the Kitchen Stop Leaving Bodies in the Kitchen By Megan Cutler | August 19, 2016 | Comments 2 comments “Son of a-” Kestrel announced his arrival to the kitchen with a loud thud. Silkfoot echoed it moments later as he tried to stand and smacked his head against the interior of the cupboard into which he’d been leaning. He grunted, rubbed the sore spot on the side of his scalp and carefully extracted his … Read More Read More
Curse of Chronos – – Available Now! Curse of Chronos – – Available Now! By Megan Cutler | August 18, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment My apologies to anyone who has been waiting for chapter three of Eternity’s Empire. When my computer died this summer, it threw a lot of things into chaos. I hoped to pull it all back together in time for the release but, alas, it didn’t happen. So I’m sorry about the extra week of waiting. … Read More Read More
How to Escape the Limits of Your Routine How to Escape the Limits of Your Routine By Megan Cutler | August 15, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment Every writer has felt the tug of new ideas. They crop up in the middle of another project, demanding your attention. Feverishly, you increase your pace, hoping to reward yourself with more work at the end of your regular work. A chance to let the plot bunnies nibble and clear your head for tomorrow’s work. … Read More Read More
Why Do You Keep Pretending? Why Do You Keep Pretending? By Megan Cutler | August 12, 2016 | Comments 2 comments The thrashing never woke him up anymore. He’d grown too used to it. That bothered him. In the past, he’d been able to apply a gentle prod or a soft murmur, even if he pretended to be asleep afterward. Now he didn’t wake until he heard the loud thump indicating Domerin had run into one … Read More Read More
Getting Inside a Character’s Head Revisited – Answers with Zita Getting Inside a Character’s Head Revisited – Answers with Zita By Megan Cutler | August 8, 2016 | Comments 0 Comment Way in the long ago I did this exercise with Domerin and Catilen. Since I’ve introduced a few more characters since then, I thought it would be fun to revisit. This time we’ll take a closer look at Zita/StarStriker. Where does your character live? Go with them through the door and tour every room of … Read More Read More
Everybody Knows Everybody Knows By Megan Cutler | July 22, 2016 | Comments 3 comments “Hello World?” Xavior sneered. “Can’t I write something else? Something more interesting?” Lilianna drew a deep breath and released one of her long-suffering sighs that indicated silently how difficult her only friend made her life. “No! Every programmer writes the same first program in every language. It’s a tradition! What was the first thing you … Read More Read More