bowlful of bunnies
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I know the big “cover reveal” was only yesterday, but I’m happy to announce that my very first independent ebook publication is now available That’s right, ladies and gentlemen, the bunnies have finally arrived, marching from my doorstep to an ereader near you! Bowful of Bunnies: Short Stories by L.S. Engler, available now on Amazon.…
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“‘The time has come,’ the walrus said…’ The time has come, indeed. I’ve not had much luck thinking of a post these last few days, because my eyes have been on the prize, as they say. I’ve been blessed with a Saturday off from work again, and (now this is dedication, folks…) I have decided…
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“…’It’s such a pitiful waste, keeping you here,’ Tenenshe’ean sighed. ‘Or killing you, for that matter. My offer still stands, Auferrix. It’s not too late. At a single word, I could break these bonds. All it takes is a promise and, together, we can get rid of the fat pig, and we can rule A’aefar…
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“She remembered everything. But she was starting to forget what the sun felt like and her favorite stars in the night sky, and she was starting to wonder why they hadn’t just killed her then, why they hadn’t killed her yet. She had been more valuable to them alive, that was it; if they had…
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” Taluin gave him a wan, indulgent smile. ‘That is how they are best known, yes. Such an act truly leads on to infamy. But they are also the First Six of Humankind, and they are also the Six Who Shall Return. It’s the latter part that concerns us so; it is a prophesy. And…
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As the past few days without a post and the utter lack of a flash fiction for this week, I think it’s safe to say that I’m having another “off” moment lately. Part of me wants to say it’s just tunnel vision for the Bowlful of Bunnies project; another part of me wants to claim…
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” ‘Anything you were going to say to him, you can say to me. Sorry if you were hoping to make an appeal to his cock, but brains have to factor into this, too.’ Something flashed in her eyes as she narrowed them. ‘I was actually hoping to appeal to someone with heart,’ she…
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“Locke jumped in his skin a little with surprise when Taluin stepped forward, close to him with her hands raised to take his face between her surprisingly rough hands. These were definitely not the hands of the noblewoman he expected her to be, and he was too surprised to pull away. ‘I though I’d seen…
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“Gilferen couldn’t handle it anymore. He had the stone in his hand now and held it aloft. ‘Here it is,’ he shouted and promptly delivered it straight into the skull of its previous owner. It made a strange, dull sound, and the bear’s big, muscular body collapsed onto the floor, finally motionless.” This past week…
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“‘A misunderstanding?’ the man barked with disdain. A rough laugh exploded from his mouth. ‘Ha! Because there are so many sticky-fingered pale Northerners in this city to confuse you with. You took the stone, and I want it back.’” Things are starting to settle slightly back into order for me, though I know it’s going…
L.S. Engler 