Greetings, salutations, and best wishes my Thursdayliens. Welcome to this week’s edition of, The Roll Call for Tales. Since I’m just getting back into this and I’d like to keep going with it, I’m going to fall back to a Thursday-only posting schedule like in the days of yore when our little community first started. We…
Has it really been two-plus (almost three!!) months since I’ve been able to do one of these? What’s wrong with me? Oh yeah, real life. Really real life. I feel like rising from the grave here though!
They say when you see the black dog, that it’s too late. That your ticket is already punched, your time is already up. You’re already as good as dead. No one can run faster than the black dog. No one but death himself.
The barbarian attempted to steady his breathing. The grasping hands of undead ents waited for him, wanting him. He wished that he still had the torch the wizard had given him at his last stop. He took one more deep breath, and braced himself to run. Then he felt the hand grasp his ankle.
It’s bad enough when the rats get to be so massive in the subway tunnels, but when necromancers summon demons to possess them and turn them into massive winged rat-lizards? That’s just a bitch.
James stared in terror at the colossus standing in front of him. He had heard myths about these war machines, the terrible weapons of the Unholy Roman Empire after they had discovered steam-powered electric generators. Their arrival on the coast of Irie meant one thing.
Good morning everyone and welcome to what I hope to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship. But until then, I’m just a soulless temp. Like my friend to the left here... In fact, that’s how I usually feel after doing payroll every other week. :-)
First up, apologies for it being Friday, but no apologies for the title as it is actually May Day today. I’m not sure that that means to you, but I get Monday off work due to some Victorian revival of ancient English rites of Spring or something, so yay for me.
There I was, in the Congo. There were diamonds and apes everywhere (including humans) and eyeballs were flying hither and yon like naked grapes gone wild. Michael Crichton was shaking his head sadly as I butchered his epic story about the quest for the city of Zinj and Amy, the awesome gorilla. All was well with the…
It's a weird week for stories, and I mean that in the best possible way. Three authors, three stories, three completely different things going on that are all quite enjoyable. I really feel a bit jealous that I am just floundering without a clue what to write these days, because just in case ideas are finite, all the…
And by stars I mean writing Niners, those brilliant geniuses who put words together in an order that makes awesome stories. Check them out, and perhaps contribute your own!
That day is now!
Went hunting for tales to read, but I didn't find any. Maybe that's just as well, because I am going to have to become really hip to do any decent follow up to the awesome job Drillpress has done standing in for me. I am sad to see him go, because I need to step up my game if'n I wanna be as cool as he is. Man. These…
Alright kids! You know what time it is, dont'cha? That's right! It's time to dust off those story links and toss them into the comments sections like a ping pong ball in a Bozo Show bucket!
OK, you huddled masses, you, bring on your e-published stories for the all the world to sample!
It's Thursday, kids and you all know what that means! This is the part where I shamelessly beg for you all to drop heaping mounds of written words on me in a golden shower of reading goodness.
OMG Y'ALL, IT'S TOTES A ROLL CALL!!!
I'll put up the Roll Calls when I get up in the morning. In accordance with the new schedule, I'll cross-post to the Odeck on Monday to make the call for stories. Many thanks to you for all your patience, and I am excited to round up the stories from the past 2 Thursdays. You guys make good fiction.
It's been an exciting week here at Thursday Tales. We have five (5) quality tales this week. We also have three (3) new writers joining us, and I have to say that at some point while reading through the tales, I started to wonder how it is that such awesome scribes gravitate toward this community. I'm not complaining;…
It's been a quiet week in Ninertopia, but that didn't stop our friend Pitchblende from bringing us a sweet tale this week about Shylet and Emtaka (who has the best name ever, just sayin') who are on a planet full of wonders. This story was great for getting absorbed into. Descriptions of the local wildlife (I believe…