I pause at the sliding glass back door, standing on the porch with our cloak draped over our left arm,… Read more Chapter 6: The childrens’ lair
I pause at the sliding glass back door, standing on the porch with our cloak draped over our left arm,… Read more Chapter 6: The childrens’ lair
Erik has made up his mind to not climb back into the cabin. He’ll stay right where he is until… Read more Chapter 5: Pain in the aft
And there’s my mom. I turn away, and hunch over our egg, acutely aware of her approach across the back… Read more Chapter 4: Wishing for Grendel’s mother
Erik is talking to Erik and the cuttlecrabs about how he got to be sitting on a boat on the… Read more Chapter 3: Forward chatter
It’s not a small house. Ours is not a small family, on either side of it. This is mostly my… Read more Chapter 2: If Grendel didn’t eat anybody
I have the weirdest feeling. One I’ve personally never had before. I should be writing. I’m an artist. Writing is… Read more Chapter 1: Fire ships
When we got home, before we could get to the fridge to store our very extremely heavy-with-cheese sandwich, Peter was… Read more Chapter 16: Reunion
We awoke unusually early on a very sunny day with the realization that we were going to get to visit… Read more Chapter 15: The Intergalactic Polycule
Meeting the Dancer, and knowing that it was ʔetekeyerrinwuf’s first contact with any alien species, I understood a bit better… Read more Chapter 14: Limerence and myth
Overall, the vessel was almond shaped. Such a simple, basic, logical shape for a seed. A tempting shape for a… Read more Chapter 13: The Dancer