Red Sky at Morning

11/16/201810/12/2019 / Liz H-H / 7 Comments

She stood by last night’s bonfire. Flames leapt high, our drunken faces and dancing limbs in hideous relief, like Dante’s inferno on the shore of this northern bay. Continue reading →

Into the Wild?

11/12/201811/15/2018 / Liz H-H / 13 Comments

Lizzie stared at the monitor, hands folded in her lap. The cursor blinked.

Sighing, she trotted off to the kitchen for more coffee.

Returning, she sat again and watched the cursor blink.

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A Quality of Mercy

11/02/201811/02/2018 / Liz H-H / 14 Comments

“Alas,” Lady Arabella sighed, holding a palm out from under her parasol. Days of full darkness had been followed by months of half light. “It seems the sun will never again shine, nor rain warm our moonless nights.” Continue reading →

Quality Control

09/03/201809/04/2018 / Liz H-H / 4 Comments

“There’s your bottleneck,” Justin nodded at the bleach-blonde woman at the end of the production line. A stack of ^TMPuregold Widgets sat to her left. Picking one, she held it up, squinting along its length, and nodded. Continue reading →

A Warning and a Plea

08/25/201808/25/2018 / Liz H-H / 13 Comments

Lucy’s footsteps echoed pale blue, up and over the far reaches of Karlssen’s Glacier.

She took her time, minding her breath; these tower steps had been built by others taller than her six foot frame. Per her nature, she’d planned for extra effort to reach the peak. Continue reading →