why am I going back to this?

I guess it is because this is such a nice platform for, like, putting a story up in a place where you guys can read it quickly.

I guess I'm realizing that tumblr isn't the be all end all, and that when it really comes down to it, I prefer hearing from people I know about the stories and things I write, rather than no one at all.

And this website just feels so much more casual. This isn't a professional place by any means, so if I want to, I can just throw up a rough draft of a thing and not give a shit because I know it's just friends that end up here anyway!

Fantasy

Jeanne was the one who’d invited me down to the woods that night. Tall, slender Jeanne, with sparkling bottle green eyes and silky tanned skin, and a smile that never really went away, even when she was mad or upset. Who was I to say that I didn’t want to go.

The Beginning of the End

The last pieces of brick and shale jumped down the slope in smaller and smaller arcs to land on the concrete around Keiki’s feet. He was still on his back, his heart beating at the inside of his ribcage as though it wanted to be free. He could feel a pain in his side and he pressed his hand against it, softly through his jacket and shirt, and winced. But, he thought, it might just be a bruise.

Lucy Cogent and the Rapscallions 03

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Lucy Cogent and the Rapscallions 2

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Lucy Cogent and the Rapscallions 1

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Candle Crown has moved:

http://candlecrown.blogspot.com/

thank you for your understanding
and patience
and good will
towards mankind
space aliens