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|I have a new, temporary summer project: Spider-Man fanfiction! The project—"Marvel Spider-Man: The Alternate Series" —is a re-imagining of the animated series currently airing on Disney XD. |
The first three entries, starting with "S01E01 "The Tilting Horizon"" , are now up, and I'll be posting new episode treatments daily through the end of July and into August.
Happy 11th Anniversary!!
Kindest Regards, Lilli
|I've added a new entry to my book, "Invalid Item" : "Invalid Entry" It was named co-winner in the March 2019 Weird Tales Contest. |
Yes, gentlemen, I confess an acquaintance with Mr. William Elias Clarke. The tenor of that statement may surprise you, for am I not Mr. William Elias Clarke himself? ...
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"There will be an extra place for dinner tonight, Matilda," said Mrs. Chilton, "and I want no backtalk about thirteen being an unlucky number." She bustled over to her writing desk. "Dr. Chilton has been planning this dinner since— Oh!" She struck her thigh. "Why on Earth did I have Eliza tidy up in here? Now I can't find anything!"
She brushed past the cook and out of the parlor. Matilda—her heavy face as round and red as a beef-steak tomato—followed, her brow and mouth lowering darkly.
|I've added a new short story, "Invalid Entry" , to my collection, "Invalid Item" . It would have been for the "Weird Tales Contest" if I had written it in time, where "in time" means "six months ago."|
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"Dear boy, let an expert relieve your mind," Professor Holmberg said with a boisterous laugh. He gestured expansively with his cigar and his snifter. "The answer is 'Odin'." ...
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"A frog! That's what I'll do, I'll turn him into a frog!" ...
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"Ruby red in the tropical night, the tiki torches flamed at the corners of the traders' hut; smoke fluttered off them like bats taking wing. Drums thundered distantly beyond the jungle's fringe ..."