Once upon a night
The bonsai, a miniature banyan, is a little out of line. I move it an inch to the right, equidistant between the pen holder and…
Author: Sam Muller
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Death doesn’t knock
My first novel, I will Paint the Night, will be out on August 31. These are the first 10 pages. Fun stuff – My publisher…
Why the sea is boiling hot
Six of us sit at the table. Dinner is the prelude. The real business will come after the dessert: murder. My neighbor on the right…
Earthsea Here: The timelessness of Ursula Le Guin
I encountered Ursula Le Guin at a pre-Easter church sale. I went there looking for bargains and ran into Le Guin on a trestle table,…
The home of the weird and the wonderful
The Dragon is coming to tea. Grandmother sends me to The Village at dawn with a list and a handcart. Multiversal Mart (Unlimited Indulgence. Family…
Encounters in time
I remember our first meeting. When you looked at me that morning, did you see someone as lost as you were? Was that why you…
Fairy tales; tales of rebellious hope
The original villainess of Snow White’s story was her mother. Grimm Brother’s first edition was faithful to the tale they heard and recorded, the tale…
Music of the world
Mäga hovers over the glade. Her arrival is unexpected. Her presence in my home behind the moonbow an auger of failure: mine. I bow. “The…
I think I saw you – A story in a poem
I think I saw you, Last night, Walking down the river path. You were carrying the umbrella I got you For your last birthday The…
A coward on a quest
It was the sort of morning poets love to babble about: blue skies, blooming flowers, warbling birds… I stoked the oven until the coals were…