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Turn, turn, turn! | God, me, and loquacity.
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God, me, and loquacity. Lo quac i ty [loh-kwas-i-tee] 1. the state of being loquacious; talkativeness; garrulity. November 13, 2014. Turn, turn, turn! Oh God, my God, how long is it since I have written so to you? Man shall not live by bread alone, nor anything this plane may readily offer, nor anything my body and mind might beg for. For is it not so, that even gorged, we are hungry? Even sated, we want? Oh God, my God, how long has it been since the fullness of my spirit bowed down before you, laid dow...
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Sunrise | God, me, and loquacity.
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God, me, and loquacity. Lo quac i ty [loh-kwas-i-tee] 1. the state of being loquacious; talkativeness; garrulity. July 1, 2014. The sun is risin’ o’er the valley;. O’er the Valley of the Shadow of Death. The mornin’ claims it. And the day renames it. The Valley of the Death of the Shadow. The Death of the Shadow. I will fear no evil. The sun is rising. The Valley of the Shadow of death. Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death. No High and Fluting Sentiment. Turn, turn, turn! Follow &l...
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Fancy Footwork | The Ink Caster
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The magic of writing and the writing of magic. Fly, Back to the Website! Stranger Than Truth Club. Welcome to the Stranger Than Truth Club. Minutes, featuring conversations between me and my closest group of friends–one, my IRL bestie. The rest… a little reality-impaired. 8220;It’s not a disability,” Syawn, my main-character-muse asserts. “We can traverse far more planes and universes than you can. There’s only one you can exist in. There’s only one we. Fair enough. And ouch, while we’re at it. Will: Yea...
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Stranger Than Truth Club | The Ink Caster
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The magic of writing and the writing of magic. Fly, Back to the Website! Stranger Than Truth Club. Stranger Than Truth Club. 8220;Author and recorder of the minutes. So basically, scrambling to keep up with these yahoos.”. 8220;Gant-o-the-Lute, minstrel extraordinaire. Also, royalty, once, but we don’t talk about that.”. 8220;Whatever.”. 8220;Hello. - Edgwyn Wyle, tailor-prince of Denebdeor, at your service.”. 8220;Muse, life coach, thief lord, spymaster, Head Mod of the. Stranger Than Truth Club. Knight...
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Cover Reveal: The Story’s End | The Ink Caster
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The magic of writing and the writing of magic. Fly, Back to the Website! Stranger Than Truth Club. Cover Reveal: The Story’s End. It’s been a fun, funny, beautiful six-and-a-half book ride, and now we near the close. Wonder with me what this cover bodes…. With nary a thoughtless word written in any Wilderhark Tale to date, one might take Miss Shipley. 8216;s choice of title as a fell warning indeed. The Story’s End is coming. Book Seven of The Wilderhark Tales. Ball; of frog princes, and swan princes, an...
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Lily-White; Conservative | The Ink Caster
https://inkcaster.wordpress.com/2015/07/25/lily-white-conservative
The magic of writing and the writing of magic. Fly, Back to the Website! Stranger Than Truth Club. Welcome to the Stranger Than Truth Club. Minutes, featuring conversations between me and my closest group of friends–one, my IRL bestie. The rest… a little reality-impaired. 8220;It’s not a disability,” Syawn, my main-character-muse asserts. “We can traverse far more planes and universes than you can. There’s only one you can exist in. There’s only one we. Fair enough. And ouch, while we’re at it. Sy: That’...
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The Ink Caster | The Ink Caster
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The magic of writing and the writing of magic. Fly, Back to the Website! Stranger Than Truth Club. Author: The Ink Caster. We’re Mostly Mad Here. I was standing at the stove with my friends lounging around me as I poured pasta into boiling water, laughing at an exchange between Will, Sy, and Gilbert, when a sudden worry flashed through my mind. How am I going to feed so many people with just one box of mac-‘n’-cheese? That’s right, keep laughing at the chef. That will never have any consequences. Nowhere...