The Realm of Katherine Vick

 A very silly dialogue only short piece written for a writing challenge to the prompt "No Brainer". I took my usual unconventional approach to this...;) The No-Brainer “Ummm…. Master?” “Now, now, now, yes! The body parts are all stitched together – lovely backstitch by the way, Igor…” “Thank you Master, but…” “The lightning rod is in place – yeeesss! And a perfect storm is bubbling away, hahahaha! This is going to be magnificent!” “Yes, Master but…”   “The equipment is ready, I’ve got my goggles and my white overalls – all the stains came out beautifully, Igor, do commend the cleaner…”   “Actually, I believe she’s the right buttock, Master. But…” “Everything is ready! Soon the power will surge into it and my creation will rise, rise, RISE!!!!! Hahahahahaha …” “But Master…” “What is it, Igor? Can’t you see I’m being melodramatic?” “Master, haven’t you… forgotten something?” “No, I don’t think so… Monster, storm, lightning rod, goggles, overall, evi...

 Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to reveal to you the cover of my approaching sequel to The Disposable . Brace yourselves for The Merry Band, coming August 2nd 2021! :)

 Maybe it’s just me. It could be. A lot of things are. But does anyone else who writes out there sometimes find their feelings about a certain scene or story they’ve written can be unduly influenced by how they were feeling when they wrote it? Take Grim. Please. Yes, I know that sounds odd, to speak thus of one of the characters of my own work. But the trouble is – I associate him with trouble. I think I must have spent more time on that section of The Disposable , the scenes with Grim at his Fortress, than any other part of the book. Certainly, with only the possible exception of the opening of the second book of my trilogy (we’ll get to that some later day!), it’s the most rewritten and the most problematic scene I’ve ever written. Grim the Dark General has been through so many incarnations, so many different ways of responding and being that I honestly struggle to remember which one I ended up with. I’m still not even entirely sure to this day that it’s right. In my head, I’m ...