We have discussed, hereintofore, a number of important props used by courting couples on postcards of a hundred years ago or thereabouts. We have discussed park benches, rowboats, and hammocks. But romance is nothing if not inventive (say several websites that have turned up on my computer for absolutely NO REASON) and there wereContinue reading “Just Take a Seat”
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Dragonshelf and the Drover XLII
Lager was shooting in fountains around them, but the pirate threw his mask over his right shoulder. PLEASE, CAPTAIN DEAR, PUT ON YOUR MASK I DON’T THINK I CAN GO ON. I’D REATHER DROWN THAT LOOK AT MORE COPIES OF THAT UGLY LIBRARIAN “There, my pet,” said the emperor, shloorking atContinue reading “Dragonshelf and the Drover XLII”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXIX
The ship that might be the Dragonshelf dropped almost straight down on the nasty-looking orange and black one. Nubry had known Bott could fly, but watching it from here made that really obvious. If only he hadn’t been a pirate as well! Her eyes moved to where the captioned dialogue was rolling up theContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXIX”
NOTE IN PASSING: Nathalie
It is with shock that I note the death, at 102 oerthereabouts, of another Book Fair buddy, perhaps one of the most significant, Nathalie F. Alberts. I am sorry the obituary did not mention (or I didn’t catch it) who put the H in “Nathalie”, but she probably spent a great deal of timeContinue reading “NOTE IN PASSING: Nathalie”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXIV
“He’s ripping her overalls off now. It’s a real pity you can’t see this.” The screen had been out of Nubry’s line of vision since the golden woman started dancing. His Imperial Worship had thoughtfully provided commentary on how her dancing became a general hugging, kissing, squeezing lovefest among the four prisoners, preoccupyingContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXIV”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXX
Chlorda paused on the side of corridor, setting the back of one hand against one golden cheek. “How disorienting! Fun, though.” “But nex’ time we does it, us dainty types goes first,” said Bassada, folding her arms across her chest as she stood on the ceiling. “Watchin’ ‘em two slabsa chunk roast wobbleContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXX”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXVIII
It was testimony to the lung capacity of Klamathans that Louba was able to sigh so heavily in midflight. “Stick a hat on me butt an’ see if I thinks better that way.” She leapt over the third box of assorted chocolates. “I feels a right lumpuck.” “They roast lumpucks, don’t they?” inquiredContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXVIII”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXVI
At a great distance from the ravine, four eyes were able to watch the screaming woman drop, not only as a figure on a screen but as a blip on a graph. A third screen blinked on to allow them to witness the impact. “We will not make that mistake in the future.”Continue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXVI”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXI
“Should we try to climb the waterfall?” Nubry suggested. “Or slide down the drain?” A series of rooms in clashing colors had presented no real obstacles beyond an increasing difficulty in reaching the exits. Bott looked up the big grey rocks to the grey door waiting beyond the tumbling grey water. “No,Continue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXI”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XX
Bott decided he was not going to vomit. Not so much because it would amuse the bilstim Emperor and dismay Nubry; it was a simple rule of survival. Lediark of the Loathsome had told him about imperial prisons in his younger days, before he had had any experience of them. “You don’t knowContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XX”
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