To BBQ or not to BBQ, that is the question:Whether ’tis nobler on the grill to spice upThe slices and rashers of outrageous porkers,Or to take the tongs against the meat and cobsAnd by opposing brown them? Some pie to eat,No more; and by a sheep to say we endThe heartburn and the thousand naturalContinue reading “To BBQ or not to BBQ”
When the slow decay of the universe starts suddenly speeding up and the eventual end of creation is looking more like, oh, say Sunday, messengers decide to reveal the location of a long-lost sacred text to a space-faring vampire.
People keep requesting a copy of my satirical science fiction novel, Ainadamar. It makes sense. It’s sensible. That is, it’s not unreasonable someone should want to read about a vampire, lady barbarian and giant kitty going back in time to save Federico Garcia Lorca in order to arrest entropy and save the world. Is it?Continue reading “Ainadamar: A Best Seller”
[From Ainadamar: First Flight of the Madrugada] When the Madrugada popped through the film, it was into a storm of color. At first, the crew thought the chaos was the result of the slip. None had been through a slip that long before. In fact, no one at all had ever been through a slipContinue reading “Chapter One: Point of Origin”
[From Ainadamar: First Flight of the Madrugada] Pablo de las Casas kneeled on the damp ground. He reached out and touched it with an open palm, then looked up to the Ayn al-Dam, the “fountain of tears.” The invaders had coarsened its name, like they had coarsened so many things, mispronouncing it Ainadamar. Its glassyContinue reading “Preface: “Ayn al-Dam””