We begin in media res, falling off the Disc into the endless expanse of nothing below. The Octavo, half a world away and mourning the loss of its eighth spell, readjusts reality to bring Rincewind and Twoflower back onto the Disc, which accidentally turns the librarian into an orangutan. Meanwhile, the wizards of Unseen UniversityContinue reading “The Light Fantastic: Here We Go Again”
Earlier today I stubbed my toe but didn’t cry because I’m built different.
I once had to pull a two inch nail out of the bottom of my foot in complete darkness using a pair of pliers and an old towel. The next day I walked barefoot on the beach because I’m built different.
As a person with O- blood, strange supernatural things happen to me often. I have two lines, seemingly parallel, on the back of my right hand. When I touch the scars, my fingers feel like the aline scalpels that cut me all those years ago. I don’t remember the abduction, but I know I didn’t cry because I’m built different.
Written for my friend’s college graduation, May 2018 Once upon a time in a faraway land, Pamela slept tight – spell book in hand. For three years she’d studied, and studied, and thought to learn to use magic, completely self-taught. Tomorrow’s the day where she’d show off her stuff to prove to the worldContinue reading “The Tale of Pamela the Wizard”