Path of Lava Crossover Ficbit – A Matter of Names

Okay, that was weird, Sonny thought, following his partner outside toward Uramura and the dojo witnesses. Ms. Makimachi was sitting on the house porch, wrapped in one of Ms. Kamiya’s quilts, still shivering every once in a while as she cradled a cup of green tea in her hands.

Book Review: Science Comics Dinosaurs Fossils and Feathers

Science Comics Dinosaurs Fossils and Feathers, by MK Reed and Joe Flood. Five of five stars; light, but good and well-researched facts, entertainingly written.

When you’re researching material for worldbuilding, or just reading up on a subject for fun, don’t neglect the juvenile and Young Adult sections of your library.

Path of Lava Crossover Ficbit – Partners

“I don’t believe this.”

“I’m looking at it, and I don’t believe it.” Staring at the four-foot hole splintered in the solid wood floor, Sonny shook his head. “Somebody pinch me- ow!”

Colors of Another Sky: On a Horse, Screaming

So. Progress report.

I currently have Jason on a horse, internally screaming. Actually screaming would terrify the horse, you see, and there’s a cliff ahead….

Path of Lava Chapter 3 up on AO3

Chapter Three of Path of Lava, “Horsing Around”, is now up on Archive of Our Own.

Earring Tales: Sunrise, Sunset

So after I did all those seawater colors, I wanted something warmer.

Path of Lava Crossover Ficbit – Detecting

“Just stop. Sit. Don’t move.” Rolling his eyes, Sonny stalked off into the gathering crowd of the night shift.

Path of Lava Crossover Ficbit – Calling the Cops

Fox-mischief glimmered in violet. “Besides, one must make sure Misao hasn’t hurt the Kinfolk outside too badly.”

“Wha- Misao’s here?” Kaoru blurted. “Oh no!”

Worldbuilding: Blood Relations

Who are your characters related to? Biologically, and otherwise?

(Including otherwise because if someone animates a gargoyle statue and then adopts it, I think that counts as a relation. Though that may depend on the world and the sentience of all involved.)

Path of Lava Crossover Ficbit – Regrettable

Kinfolk were scattered across her dojo floor, limp as rotting leaves.

“Oh. One thing.” The redhead turned, left hand balancing the razor edge of the blade against his shoulder with casual ease. “The one who carries the name Hitokiri Battousai, Draws-the-Killing-Blade-”