Here’s yet another fond memory from the bygone days of PnP role-playing. This tale centers around one of my players creating a new character. Everyone playing the game had many characters. We just picked out characters from our portfolio according to whim...
I can't believe the cheek of him, bold as anything, staring out at me with his stupid face. Well, there's no way I'm putting up with this. No way. I've never liked him, never trusted him. He's smarmy and sly, and now here he is, a face on a poster outside...
Twenty years ago last night, I spent New Year’s Eve waiting for someone in the world to call and tell me something in our product line didn’t work. Or that it worked incorrectly. It was December 31st, 1999 and Y2K misbehavior was clearly at the forefront...
There were some grand moments in my old PnP role-playing days that I will think fondly of until my dying day. This is one of them. My gaming world was one of my own creation, put together in the fashion of Frankenstein’s monster from numerous sources. It...
Aren't they heavy and too bright to hold? They hover and twinkle in your eyes. What do they call from you lady? Surely they burn too hot. How they burden you. Do you need them? Do they guide your way? These fireflies, sparks of creation. In your lion hea...
Ralph never knew quite why he went into the Plaza hotel on that bright summer afternoon. He had passed by the place so many times without ever going inside and each time he did pass, his intrigue grew. The building almost seemed to call out to him. It was...
Sucked into this endless spiral of my own design. A dark and bizarre hourglass counting down the moments to my own destruction. So step inside, I invite you in to witness my demise. A strange calm as my soul is ripped apart. This is my own Hell.
Whack! Whack! There was a long pause and then, once again... Whack! She tossed the fallen limb down onto the forest floor beside the trail. It had served its purpose. Then she nodded at the hikers who were passing hesitantly by her along the pathway. ...
INT. A MEDIEVAL CASTLE HALL A set of banners are hung around the hall. SONG: Pastime with Good Company A band of musicians enter and play. They exit afterward. SCENE: Antimasque The Sprites enter. SPRITES Black spirits and white, red spirits and gr...
DRAMATIS PERSONAE Santa Claus: a midwinter icon Hans Muff: a satyr The Boy: a curious lad The Archangel: a herald Befana: an old woman The Reindeer: an animal Chorus: peasants, angels INT. A PARLOR ROOM A boy is seen in a chair, reading a book. BO...
I lost a friend today She was a shining star She fought every day She really came far She lost her mom today Who was loving and kind Her battle lasted years Now her kids are in a bind They lost their dad today He was a really great guy He thought h...
A ray of sunlight shoots through my window temporarily blinding me until it bursts into millions of shooting stars making a kaleidoscope of colors across my bedroom wall. My day has begun.
A lot of tinsel Kids wanting more Queues at the check-outs In every store What is the reason? Another season Another Christmas Dad is defensive He knows the sign It's all expensive, The gifts, the wine. But Mom's not stopping She's gone out shopping Ano...
All the images of Christmas past run together like the mix for some sumptuous fruit cake, from which the crumbs will scatter memories, trivial and momentous, garnished by the flow of years. Each crumb falling, out of any natural sequence, so that youth ov...
