Tag: WritersLife
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The Legend of Maedra’s Son, Ch2
Introduction The following tale — which continues from last week — is the first questline for one of my solo Ironsworn campaigns. It follows the Heart-based Ember Maedra’s son, told in the form of a series of journal entries. In last week’s Chapter, Ember traveled long distances to track down his mother’s murderers and rescued…
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The Legend of Maedra’s Son, Ch1
Introduction The following tale — which will continue next week — is the first questline for one of my solo Ironsworn campaigns. It follows the Heart-based Ember Maedra’s son, told in the form of a series of journal entries. I have included the places in the story where I rolled the dice for certain mechanics…
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Ironsworn
Roleplaying games are one of my favorite ways to combine creativity, drama, action, nerdy fandoms, and socializing. I often play lesser known table-top roleplaying games (ttrpgs) like Ryuutama, which focuses more on the journey and story and less on the combat, which is what games like Dungeons and Dragons are known for. But as much…
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Inspiration: Vikings
I love Vikings. Lots of people do, but there have been times when Vikings have gotten a pretty bad rap. Growing up, I wanted to know why some people did not like them. Now, I understand it is because they got their reputation in a similar way to pirates: they were considered an outside threat…
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30 Years & My 3 Month Old
I have rarely (if ever) felt “one-year-older” on my birthday, but this year was different. I swear I felt my body turn 30. The likliest culprit for this feeling is probably because I am now a dad and deeply sleep deprived. But last year was also the most exhausting year as a teacher yet, and…
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When Hope Burned White 2 – Digital Copies
When Hope Burned White, Volume 2 is now complete. Each of the 10 flash fiction stories are available under Projects. And now, the collection is also available as a single dowload if you would rather read all the stories in one sitting. Thank you all for joining me on this summerlong journey. Now it’s back…
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Post #100
Two years in and 100 posts published. It is difficult for me to count the number of things that I have consistently done on a weekly basis for more than 2 years, but this blog is one of them. Life is an endless season of change, so this is an accomplishment I am particularly proud…
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10. Birdie
The girl stumbled in her rubber boots to the edge of the creek. Water trickled by with a friendly gurgle. A breeze ruffled the girl’s red wavy locks and sent a little chill through her limbs. She didn’t let the cold distract her though because the sun was out, and the birds were back. It…
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9. An Early Winter
The king climbed to the highest point of the castle to survey his dying city. The night was bright from the stars and moon, and the smoking remnants hurt his heart. He could see bodies of the gallant defenders lying in the streets and knew that unless a miracle occurred, they would lie there for…
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8. Christmas Blues
Jeremiah stopped beneath the three story Christmas tree in front of the shopping center. It twinkled with red and yellow lights while Mariah Carey echoed through the speakers. A cool breeze rustled the branches and sent a few bells tinkling in the chilly evening air. He hated Christmas for the same reason he hated religion:…
Grant Pearson 