The Queen’s Symphony: Chapter Three

Perhaps the greatest secret of composition, especially the spontaneous variety, was that there was hardly anything spontaneous about it. Every bit of flair and harmonic trickery ever displayed on keys or strings had already been worked out a hundred times in some cramped, dark room before it ever premiered onstage. Lydus considered it in much…

“Entitled”

ESD May 2nd, 2629 Malinowski Research Station, Trobriand Sector, Ryosh c Ryosh System   You ever feel like you have no right to feel the feelings that you do? Is that even a good way to put that? Probably not. Like you’re mad at something or someone for such a wide variety of reasons that…

The Queen’s Symphony: Chapter Two

Lydus was so lost in his notes and preparations that he was hardly aware of the hour until Ada slammed the front door of their apartment. He turned to see her carrying a basket filled with some bread and fish. “I cannot believe that old shrew,” she said, and slammed the door. Lydus’ stomach growled…

The Queen’s Symphony: Chapter One

More than anything, Lydus wanted to ask God why the sun had to burn so brightly, on today of all days. The windows of the royal carriage that had fetched him from his apartment were thrown open to the morning bustle of Gente’s main cobblestone avenue, leading to Turas’ Bridge and then further north to…

Chapter Fifteen: The Patient, or Memory

When we are patient, we are not only willing to wait, but also to do all in our power to bring about good. We do not worry about things that are outside our control because we understand that there are purposes behind all the circumstances we face and that, in the end, many of those…

A Light-year is a Grave

Bian must prepare an entire planet for human colonization, but motherhood was never going to be easy.

Arise in Fire

He came to me in a dream. If I could say why or how, then maybe I wouldn’t be here. He came to me with a promise clutched in his fist, of vistas and clouds and brilliance beyond whatever I could imagine. I told him I could imagine an awful lot. It didn’t matter. Whatever…

Here’s the deal: A Land of Promise

I should say first that this isn’t Expanse fan fiction. Rather, it’s a story idea that I’d had for a while in an original universe but only recently finished. It originally just centered on a retiree who colonizes his own planet, partially for fun but also just because he’s a bitter and rich old man…

Chapter Fourteen: The Priest, or Orthodoxy

In matters of intellect, you must always be on your guard. For who can say which is worse: the blind acceptance of falsehood, or the careless dismissal of truth? – Words of the Emperor in Qepperdan, Matthieu Sartonné, as narrated to his page, Jarun Hichame   The dust had not yet settled from the riders…

Mercy

The ash had fallen for two weeks now, and those court astrologers who had survived the riots in the city were now locked away behind the palace’s earthen walls. At least that was the word that made it downriver to the village. There was no way to know for sure without walking all the way…

An update of sorts

It’s been a while since I wrote one of these things, so I figured I’d do one now. Here we go. So first things first, I’m working on getting Jire beta-read in preparation for putting it up for sale on Amazon. If you haven’t checked that one out yet, it’s set in the same universe…