Launch of XIII

If you’ve followed this blog for any length of time, you might remember me whining about something called XIII. Well, after much anxiety, deliberation, hemming, hawing, and whatnot, some of it is finally available for your reading pleasure (or displeasure) at More will be posted as time goes on, but because I’m a normal human being with other commitments, it’s not a priority. Hence, there is no set posting schedule, but I will update this blog on the 13th of every month with links to whatever I’ve posted on the XIII blog (and if I’ve posted nothing, I will say that, too).

XIII is an unnecessarily long mythic fantasy soap opera. The closest thing it can be compared to is Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight series, which should give you a clue about how awful it is. You’ve been warned. For background, if you’re crazy enough to take interest, at the bottom of this post is a list of previous posts on this blog in which I discuss (or rant about) XIII. Some may include spoilers. I honestly can’t remember which ones do or don’t.

I’m not posting XIII directly on this blog because it’s not entirely my creation (to make a very long story short), and I never intended to share a super-long piece of fiction here. (THE ARCHIVES is only about 36,000 words, so it doesn’t count as “long.”) I also want to keep this blog the way it’s always been, which is primarily a way for me to share my thoughts on whatever random topics happen to be in my head at the moment.

Anyway, if you are so inclined, feel free to follow XIII at Thank you always for liking, commenting, following, and reading.

THE ARCHIVES: Chapter 43


Halfway through the day,
the cold, misty rain turned to snow.
I couldn’t help but see it
as a positive sign.
When I walked outside
and saw the school
(my school)
slowly being blanketed
under a furry white coat,
I felt calm.
Even as the wind whipped
and flung snow into my face,
stinging my eyes and turning my cheeks
as red as rubies,
I became serene.
There’s something about snow
that’s almost magical.
The way it sparkles, the way it silences all sound.
Just saying the word snow
is like casting a spell
to make things better.

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