Tag Archives: the tallow-wife and other tales
The Bitterwood Posts: The Maiden in the Ice
The Maiden in the Ice
Her boots are stout, the winter ones, with tiny ridges of metal embedded in the soles to clutch at the slippery surface, and she moves quickly with the light cautious step of a fox approaching a henhouse.
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The Dark: Bearskin
The latest issue of The Dark Magazine contains my tale Bearskin, as well as work by Patricia Russo, Sandra McDonald, and Brooke Wonders.
Torben knows he has only one shot. The crossbow shakes in his grip. There is a single bolt
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Story Sale: Bearskin
This morning I woke to find I’d sold “Bearskin” to Sean Wallace for the February 2015 issue of The Dark. This has a nice symmetry to it as I sold “By My Voice I Shall Be Know”
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More Crossroads
‘And how does she look?’
‘Like me once, but not anymore. She’s a mass of burns and rotting flesh.’ Bethany shrugs. ‘Gods know, she may be dead already. If so, then I’ll pay your
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Crossroads
Aaaand a new Tallow-Wife tale is making its way into the world. An extract from “Crossroads”:
Bethany holds her cloak tightly around her, but the hood hangs loose down her back; she does not care if she is
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A Stitch in Time
The opening of the next Tallow-Wife tale, “A Stitch in Time” is below:
Cordelia is dying and there is nothing they can do. Her injuries from the fire, determinedly refusing to heal, have gotten worse.
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More Bearskin
For the longest time he stares out the tiny window into the night where nothing can be discerned until the full moon rises over the reaching fingers of skeletal treetops. Everything is bathed in silver-blue. Torben looks down at the
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Bearskin
Working on one of the last Tallow-Wife stories, this one is “Bearskin”:
He listens closely in case Uther is sneaking up behind to scare him so he pees his pants again. Torben would
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The Tallow-Wife: A new tale
I’m working on a new Tallow-Wife story, this one is called “The Nightingale and the Rose: A Call and Response“.
The girl’s voice is divine; it rises higher and higher as if trying to reach the
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