Devon Michael's Blog, page 2
April 28, 2017
Engin Dalyanci: Oceans of Glass
We can’t pretend to know what the world has in store for us when we reach out and smile at it, not knowing what we’re reaching towards. I have heard […]
April 21, 2017
Adam Gibbs Nature Photography
I’m guilty, as most of us are, of sometimes behaving like I’m the most important person there is. The positive side to that is it can manifest as the desire […]
April 14, 2017
Lisa Wolfin: Portrait of a were- I mean Artist
On the surface, Lisa Wolfin is an international artist, but based on my dabbling in the higher mysteries I expect she may also be something of a werewolf. Wait, though; […]
May 23, 2016
Short Fiction: The Lightning Man
The midwife had no love for nights like these, when the sky opened and rain tore into the dusty dry land of her little town. Rain was rare in Lowell, and thunderstorms rarer still, and the midwife knew that tonight was a bad night to bring a baby into the world...
The Lightning Man
The midwife had no love for nights like these, when the sky opened and rain tore into the dusty dry land of her little town. Rain was rare in Lowell, and thunderstorms rarer still, and the midwife knew that tonight was a bad night to bring a baby into the world...
May 17, 2016
Short Fiction: Mad King Had
The sleepless nights began in summer, and it was not until the late winter that the tragedy of King Had was immortalized in the rhymes of schoolchildren...
Mad King Had
The sleepless nights began in summer, and it was not until the late winter that the tragedy of King Had was immortalized in the rhymes of schoolchildren...
May 11, 2016
Author Interview 2016
What is the greatest joy of writing for you? The sensation of flying. When I'm really involved in the story and am outside of my ego enough that...
April 10, 2014
Hands of the Sea – Part 1
Hands of the Sea Part 1 – In which things appear magical Never enter the ocean at night. The seas can be an angry place, Eferee. […]
April 3, 2014
Hands of the Sea – Part 1
Hands of the Sea Never enter the ocean at night. The seas can be an angry place, Eferee. We may hunt the water in the daylight, […]
