A yellow traffic light fairy landed on my shoulder when I hit the street. It seemed to be waiting expectantly so I said, “I’m going for a walk in the park. I don’t know who did it yet.” This seemed…
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“Spin, Weave, and Measure” will appear in Bad-Ass Faeries : It’s Elemental
My short story, “Spin, Weave, and Measure”, will appear in Bad-Ass Faeries : It’s Elemental, due out in May 2014 from Dark Quest Books. Looks like I’m in some good company – here is the table of contents. (Note who’s…
The Case of the Art Critic – A Forensix Mystery, Part 5 of 7
It nagged at me all the way to the art studio. I found the place undisturbed and mostly empty. Even the human was out for the evening. I walked around what was left of the scene; the body had evaporated…
The Case of the Art Critic – A Forensix Mystery, Part 4 of 7
The party was already in full swing when I arrived at the bar. I had to dodge a few traffic light fairies as they swarmed drunkenly through the door. I wondered if they were really going to try and work…
The Case of the Art Critic – a Forensix mystery, Part 3 of 7
After several hours in the lab sifting through evidence and getting nowhere, I decided it was time to head over to the bar. Notepad highlighted a route that took me through the City Park. The evidence ran through my head;…
The Case of the Art Critic – a Forensix mystery, Part 2 of 7
I walked the streets of the city through a cool morning fog. The gray was cut by streams of yellow, red, and green traffic light fairies on a shift change. They flew above the traffic in neat rows of color,…
The Case of the Art Critic – a Forensix mystery, Part 1 of 7
I knew as soon as I entered the art studio why I had been called there. The body lay near the window surrounded by crumpled balls of paper, empty pizza boxes, and bottles of some energy drink. An easel was…
From the Journal of Nicolas Comptes
The following is a fictional diary entry for a steampunk project. 3 March, 1879 Mexico City The Tulip Switch sleight of hand trick is proving quite successful in both the ring and on the street. I have found it also…
From the diary of Madeleine Bhelen
The following is a fictional diary entry for a steampunk project. 4 February, 1879, Brazil The mustache manufacturing is proceeding better than expected. Fortunately, I have an ample supply of hair clippings to draw from. Alistair is maddeningly particular. We…
From the Journal of Alistair Bhelen
These fictitious journal entries are part of a steampunk project I’m working on and an opportunity for you to become acquainted with the interesting and unusual people who comprise Professor Bhelen’s Medicine Show. 2 February 1879, Brazil Our journey along the coast continues without…