Storm Days

Regular thunderstorms, the sky is gray or gray-blue, with flashes of lightning crawling across the sky. Bad ones, the sky goes a deep blue-green, lightning licking like cinnamon sparking on your tongue. There’s a rush of wind, and then torrents fall like all the sky’s drum corps decided to cut loose at once. Continue reading

Worldbuilding: Prehistoric

One of the most fantastic settings that stuck with me even when the story details didn’t was Walking With Dinosaurs’ depiction of Antarctica about 100 million years ago. The continent was far south enough to have a polar winter with about six months of darkness, yet still attached to Australia and South America, forcing a warm-water current down from the equator to circle around it. So it couldn’t freeze solid. Continue reading