Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (1)

          Chapter XI A Death     An old woman dismounted a donkey. Her proportions were such the animal suited her riding astride, which she did. She wore two skirts, a long one that depended from a blouse joined to it below the waist…but this secret of her costume, no eye […]

Hammersmith: Private Enterprise (2)

      Private Enterprise Chapter Twenty-Seven         “And so Mossbunker thinks he will actually win the war himself?” “Ah. And there are complications.” Here, Zetland felt the need of a prop. Using Derfinger’s sugar tongs, he took up a cube, and waggled it with gravity. “Your son…” “I haven’t got one. […]

My Foray into Kirkus Reviews

        I was planning to purchase a Kirkus review, for my latest, Sequence of Events…   And to report to you along the way, since I know struggling independent writers are curious…is this expense worthwhile? The cost of the basic review is $425, daunting. But one way to look at it, is […]

Hammersmith: Private Enterprise (1)

    Private Enterprise Chapter Twenty-Seven       “Cranston,” Zetland said, “believes that when he undertakes a thing, he will improve it over all undertakings of the past.” A general nod passed over his audience. “He has made himself, Mrs. Bard, commander-in-chief of a small army of mercenaries, has he not?” “Well,” said Aimee, […]

Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (cont’d 3)

      The words d’Artois hissed made Andreas guess the servant had been hailed by window, and by the distressed lady herself. He would carry the dying man to a niche concealed, deposit him in the convent walls. If the fancy were true. The dormitory had emptied, the cots lay spare-dressed and tidy. The […]

Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (cont’d 2)

      One forester was behind him, attempting to secure the rope. A pulse at the temples told Andreas he would swoon, and he sank, ceding to it. But as he sank, he pivoted, swung his head hard, upwards into the ribcage. A boot struck him…but Cabane said, “No. If this ruse speed a […]

Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (cont’d)

    “I am not drunk. Nor have I been. I have set foot in no tavern, you know it well. You have called them from hiding, the men you lied had ridden home, and bade them murder me. You owe me shelter. Order them off, Giovanna.” Effortful came the words, as Andreas fought the […]

Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (part thirty-six)

  Readers, since I can only blog from my phone, I am posting micro-units of stories, beginning with a few paragraphs of Sword.   He might have dozed, though the lapse of time was slight. A gasp, Sancia’s, woke Andreas, and he found the bedcurtains drawn in the waiting-woman’s grip. “Him!” she said, to another. […]

The Big Pants (part three)

Short Stories The Big Pants (part three)               John answered, from the other side of the cages. “So we don’t starve to death. And I think maybe it regulates temperature, too.” “Now,” Gerda said, “if you were thirsty, and you drank a teaspoon of water, that would not help […]

Marjorie Bowen: The Sword Decides! (part thirty-five)

Marjorie Bowen The Sword Decides! (part thirty-five)                   A lift of his other knee, an anchor to launch from, and Andreas wrenched free both from Terlizzi’s grip, and the chance of its being renewed. His stockinged toes found tiny ledges of stone, his fingers slight prominences. In […]