Mirror Mirror: Chapter Five

  *Ring* - a shrill alarm rings throughout the empty Batcave. *Ring* - Gotham City Bank: A tellers hand hits the silent alarm. *Ring* - The doorbell at Wayne Manner; The visitor Mirrianna Savauge.   Outside Gotham City Bank: The area is tapped off with police cars barricading the perimeter. Gordonโ€™s car pulls up and... Continue Reading →

Mirror Mirror: Chapter Four

Gotham: Itโ€™s a bad part of town. A poor part of town. The sky sits thick and gray in the sky. The streets and gutters are full of trash, grit and grime. Broken windows hang in dilapidated buildings that unfortunately it seems apparent people still inhabit. Yet in all this the most eerie unnatural thing... Continue Reading →

Mirror Mirror: Chapter Two

  *clink* Mirrianna unfolds the extendable legs from the industrial case she carries turning it into its own table. She has yet to really acknowledge the other person in the room. She has yet to react or act effected by any of her current situation, as though this were as normal as super at six.... Continue Reading →

Writer’s Quote Wednesday

Time for introspection! I mean what writer, or creative for that matter, doesn't have at least a little bit of perfectionist in them? We are trying to transcend the line between imagination and reality by translating whole worlds, realms and characters etched upon our minds and auras, our very sinew emanating the inspiration of their... Continue Reading →

Required Reading

So a little while ago I was reading some Batman. In particular the graphic novels Hush and The Man Who Laughs. Which sparked an idea, which sparked some musings, which led to discussion that ended up in a story. It was one of those times that I was in between projects and feeling adrift, things... Continue Reading →

Writer’s Quote Wednesday

Now here's a good one that goes with the whole "convention panics" rants and raving tangents I've been going off on lately (See here and here). Because it can often get a bit overwhelming when one is hit with the idea that they are doing something, giving so much of themselves and there time but... Continue Reading →

Convention and the Creative Writer

I don't know about anyone else, but my road to creative success, even just personally, has been one riddled with the doubts, compromises and all out stop gaps of what I've come to label -not affectionately mind you - the "convention panics". I've never been one to fold or fall easily to the whims of... Continue Reading →

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