Through a Mirror Darkly

Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell was one of those books I started to read right after it came out, got distracted from, and then it went back to the library and I forgot about it. Once the miniseries started airing, I couldn’t stand not knowing how it would end, so I read it with great... Continue Reading →

MR Week: Fanfic

Image taken from here. Some nondescript series spoilers. I see a sadness in him. It isn’t always apparent; it rather dances about his eyes, lurking behind them whenever he is unaware of being observed. He puts on a smile for his classmates and even for me, but at times I see the façade drop, the... Continue Reading →

Fiction: Enchantress

I watched a fairy tale last night. It reminded me of something I wrote but never shared. I intended to turn it into a book, but that may never happen. This is my take on the events leading up to Beauty & the Beast. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Once upon a time… That is how all good stories... Continue Reading →

Oneshot: April 15, 1912

How many times have I prayed in this very spot? My passengers are unaware what has happened. I can hardly believe it myself. This morning, we were underway, and tonight we travel in the opposite direction. The stokers work like mad, pushing our engines as fast as they will go. Titanic is sinking. Everyone said... Continue Reading →

Oneshot: April 14, 2012

Waves surge over the deck, causing the boat to come free of its moorings. It catches me off guard, icy water carrying me off the deck into the sea. Bodies thrash all around me, screams fill the air as the mighty Titanic’s bow submerges. It sounds like a dying animal, great moans and creaks filling... Continue Reading →

Oneshot: April 13, 2012

They call me Sparks. I like the name. It’s for the sparks that fly under my fingers as I send wireless messages. Having a Marconi system on Titanic is such a novelty that it seems like every tom-fool wants to send a wire home, whether he (or she) needs to or not. Businessmen want to... Continue Reading →

Oneshot: April 12, 2012

No one is sure how the fire started in Coal Bunker 6, or even when. But it’s causing a bloody lot of trouble. Little sparks dance upwards as we rake the coal out. Behind us, in the boiler room, clouds of steam fill the air. Sweat glistens on bare backs as the stokers shovel it... Continue Reading →

Oneshot: April 11, 2012

I wake with a bad feeling. My hands shake as I slick back my hair, and put on my cap. They are worn from hard work, rough to the touch. Titanic is beautiful, or at least, she is from what I saw of her on the docks. She’s bigger than my last ship. Four funnels... Continue Reading →

Oneshot: April 10, 1012

Helen’s words ring in my ears. Don’t spend all your time counting screw-holes! I can’t help but smile. Titanic is magnificent. I knew she would be. Every problem with Olympic, every design flaw that didn’t prove as successful as we hoped, has been corrected in this second ship. There are more staterooms. I’ve made minor... Continue Reading →

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