Fall Colors at the Foot of Quartz Mountain
Autumn colors abound in the Selkirks.
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September 2021
I write short fiction, flash fiction, essays and novels. This month’s Tease is from a work in progress.
No one remembered the last sunny day, the last blue sky day. It could have been two years previous, maybe more, since they had experienced a real blue sky day.
And not just a day with the sun coming up, giving of it’s heat, in fact, that was the problem. The sun’s heat, scorching the earth into a dusty, smoky, often tropical, gray globe. It started with burning tundra and boreal forests across the northern hemisphere. The fires started earlier and ended later, year after year. The skies would grow dark for weeks at a time, and then for months and finally, entire seasons. And then came 2039, the first entire calendar year without a single blue sky day.
And now, ten years later, no one could remember the last sunny day. Crops failed, water was rationed and migraines became more common than the common cold. And still, no one could remember the last sunny day.
My Theme Retired Before I Did.
You might notice a change in the look of EBM.
The theme utilized by my blog over the last several years was Piano Black. That theme has been retired by the WordPress theme gods, so I have switched to Ryu. I apologize in advance for any glitches that may arise. Right now I am struggling with the widgets. You might notice some are in dire need of updates. Please be patient with the changes.
Thank you.
Last Days of Summer on Mt. Spokane
Trails 130,131 and 132 lead us to Autumn.
67 Extracted Words – The Tease
August 2021
I write short fiction, flash fiction, essays and novels. This month’s Tease is from a thought rediscovered for a work in progress.
There was a hint in the air today, like an eyelash out of alignment on Mother Nature’s face. Perhaps just a trick of the light that divided the shadows, shadows that stretched just a bit longer than they did the day before.
However subtle, the change marks that turn many of us look for, especially after a summer as hot and devastating as this one.
[Author’s note: The Tease normally appears on the 26th of each month, see why here, but due to technical difficulties (I messed up my publication selections) this instsallment is a few days late. Apologies]
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July 2021
I write short fiction, flash fiction, essays and novels. This month’s Tease is from a work in progress.
The rich are the new nobility, wealth the new bloodline. No longer do we bow to the sovereign because their ancient family has passed on to them the tongs of power and torture. Now, any commoner need only to earn, inherit or steal wealth for the reverence to gush forth. (He’s rich so I figured he would make a good president. Sound familiar?) No longer does royalty need to be bestowed upon us by the gods, dropped to Earth like golden rays of divine sunshine. They only need to have a jet that flys just high enough to touch space and, of course, a really fat wallet.
Mt. Spokane – Trail 120
Green, green ,green in the heat of summer.
79 Extracted Words – The Tease June 2021
June 2021
I write short fiction, flash fiction, essays and novels. This month’s Tease is from a rant in progress.
Nothing going on here. No global warming. No ice shields melting. No record heat. No … reality. It’s 107 degrees in Washington. Not Death Valley, not Las Vegas, but in green wet Washington. The debate is over. We are torching the planet.
