The Totem-Maker (part seventy-five)

The Totem-Maker (part seventy-five)

Posted by ractrose on 31 May 2025 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Eight Use for Use (part seventy-five)                       It discontented me much to feel rivaled by a legendary Me, adventuring while its poor shadow lay tethered. I reminded myself of my list. Fresh-killed game, if they had any. More yarn. More arrows […]

The Tambinder Engine (part seventeen)

The Tambinder Engine (part seventeen)

      The Tambinder Engine  (part seventeen)     Werin Dycks, aged 57, ruled suicide by drowning Amanda Allenson, aged 23, ruled suicide by drowning Lan Tran, aged 30, ruled suicide by drowning Carl Butters, aged 32, ruled suicide by drowning Fian Cornach, aged 24, ruled suicide by drowning Talley McNeil, aged 44, ruled […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred sixteen)

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred sixteen)

Posted by ractrose on 26 May 2025 in Fiction, Novels

          All Bedlam Courses Past     Chapter Eight Things Relative   (part two hundred sixteen)             “He can have them without a warrant. If he asks. But this.” She slid Myra’s from the Buckley folder (whatever her affairs looked like to the casual visitor, they […]

My Blog Week: November 24 to November 30

My Blog Week: November 24 to November 30

Posted by ractrose on 26 May 2025 in The Latest

All the Latest from Torsade!                                     An episode of Bedlam, Richard remembering school days. A Totem, with the ship’s arrival at the Alëenon port. A Yoharie, with Savannah Hibbler hating a school assignment.           […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred fifteen)

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred fifteen)

Posted by ractrose on 24 May 2025 in Fiction, Novels

          All Bedlam Courses Past     Chapter Eight Things Relative   (part two hundred fifteen)             “It’s a heck of a case, I’ll say it,” Weem said. They were in the sunny parlor, Élucide’s work office; Mrs. Frame was in her room. Daylight, reaching these […]

The Totem-Maker (part seventy-four)

The Totem-Maker (part seventy-four)

Posted by ractrose on 19 May 2025 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Eight Use for Use (part seventy-four)                       I’d taken these stories for truth. We were not like the northern people. In their songs, throughout all memory told, they had lived in one place. They found us unbeautiful, or colored in ways […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred fourteen)

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred fourteen)

Posted by ractrose on 18 May 2025 in Fiction, Novels

          All Bedlam Courses Past     Chapter Eight Things Relative   (part two hundred fourteen)             “That is the statement of Miss Maria Gardener,” Phelan said, placing the maid’s bit on the discard pile, and looking Weem in the eye. Arnulfa, from an additional page […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred thirteen)

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred thirteen)

Posted by ractrose on 15 May 2025 in Fiction, Novels

          All Bedlam Courses Past     Chapter Eight Things Relative   (part two hundred thirteen)             The second item the silent Phelan produced was a single-page statement from Regina’s physician. His name was Kammer; he had treated Mrs. Demrose for perhaps two years. Finding his […]

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred twelve)

All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred twelve)

Posted by ractrose on 14 May 2025 in Fiction, Novels

          All Bedlam Courses Past     Chapter Eight Things Relative   (part two hundred twelve)             Mrs. Demrose, and Mrs. McGhee, among others, were society. Bread and butter, Shute was able to extract, was Gorman’s phrase for a hot tip, a scandalous failing that promised […]

Story: Palma (part four)

Story: Palma (part four)

Posted by ractrose on 12 May 2025 in Fiction, Novels

        Palma (part four)     There were dates of significance. Eyes, on the twenty-seventh or fourteenth of particular months, would meet. Contact could be followed by business: a thing dropped, a thing fished from a bag, a color revealed by a scarf removed. Walkers with companions could chitchat, passing by. And […]