Once there was a barbarian named Grignr.  This story is about something that happened to him when he was in the Norgolian empire because of the fight.  He was on a weather beaten trail in the heart of the country, miles away from anything.  He was on the path with two soldiers and three heaving mounts.  (Their names were Ivy, Margaret and Betty, ( Read more... )

By multiple request, the deadline for entering the Eye of Argon Weekend Challenge is extended until Tuesday!

All barbarians, except one, die. They soon know that they will die, and the way Gringr knew was this. One day when he was in the weather beaten trail he was riding on a heaving mount, and he thrust forth his rippling right arm and sent a steel shod blade into the soldier. I suppose he must have looked enthused, for the soldier crumpled and shrieked ( Read more... )

'Twas dust-racked, and the we'er-beat land ( Read more... )

It's Friday! And that means it's time to unleash the 1st Ever Bookmash Weekend Challenge.

Your challenge: Take the deathless piece of prose below and mash it into the form of another novel. Make it sound like a specific passage from Charles Dickens, or Orson Scott Card, or Ernest Hemingway, or...well, anyone but the actual author. (Make sure to ( Read more... )