“Castiza” is taken from the Jacobean play The Revenger’s Tragedy by way of Pamela Dean’s Tam Lin. The core characters of the play aren’t characters so much as archetypes, and Castiza is chastity. She’s a World of Warcraft character, an undead priest on Steamwheedle Cartel. Most undead recall their former lives with vivid clarity, if with emotional disconnect. Cas is no exception, but she’s trying to revive the emotional connections. Where many others of her kind revel in being monsters, she struggles against the dark urges instilled by the plague to remain humane (if not human).
World of Warcraft isn’t a very good medium for role-playing, but it’s pretty good for inspiring fanfiction. A very dear friend made me a rag doll of her, complete with a crescent-topped staff and glow-in-the-dark eyes. Read the rest of this entry »
Written in 2006 for a Hallow’s End (the in-game holiday corresponding to Hallowe’en) story-writing contest on the Steamwheedle Cartel realm forum on the official World of Warcraft site. I didn’t win, but I liked how the story came out. Writing it was fun, trying to stay under the 1,000 word limit. It ended up being about 970 words.
It’s a horror story — our protagonist is dead, a zombie raised by the plague that had killed her — but it’s not gory. Our Castiza’s tale is more a personal horror than an external one. Read the rest of this entry »
This was inspired by a friend’s birthday in 2006. I wrote it for her, though I don’t know if she ever read it. Other people have, and the general opinion of it seems to be “That’s really fucked up.”
Have fun. Read the rest of this entry »
This began in 2005 as part of a character application at Seradus, but took on its own life. It’s the first erotic story that I’m actually pleased with.”The Book of Ruth” contains graphic images of sex and blood, masturbation and homosexuality.
If these things disturb you, perhaps you should be somewhere else.
You Have Been Warned. Read the rest of this entry »
This was written in 2006 as a character background for a Vampire: the Requiem game that never got started. It was set in pre-Katrina New Orleans. There’s more that I’m still working on, and will (I hope) publish later. I’ve got my own ideas about vampires that aren’t borrowed from White Wolf, which merits the Originals tag. Read the rest of this entry »
Driving to work one morning, the moon was hanging low in the eastern sky just a sliver away from new, and I could just barely see the rest of the moon’s disk above it. An airplane with a flashing red light flew across it, describing a line between the points of the crescent.
It was an utterly gorgeous sight, and I needed to write something about it. It keeps wanting to be part of a longer story, but I still don’t know what that is. From 2001. Read the rest of this entry »
Ah, Spin. Spin was a Changeling character, a Pooka whose animal was the barnacle goose. She was a heartbreaker, for me and the people around her, and I still love her dearly. I wrote this in 2004 as part of the character application at Chrome Sunrise. There’s a lot that she leaves out, of course, but she’s writing for herself, not anyone else. Eventually she got too hard to play, and I stopped.
Maybe someday I’ll write out the way her story ends, but it always makes me cry when I think about it. I’ve even started it — that story is from Al’s point of view — but it’s hard writing. There’s love and joy and peace in it, but there’s also a whole lot of pain and loss, and it’s just wrenching. Read the rest of this entry »