by DMcGirr | Nov 12, 2016 | Nanowrimo, Short Story, Writing
It was a strange kind of science and magic that held a dome together. From the bunkers and hydro farms underneath, to the electric trams above, to the towering housing blocks, to the glittering brass plated steel and glass that bubbled them all in, each had its part...
by DMcGirr | Nov 1, 2016 | Short Story, Writing
It takes a lot to unseat people from the natural order of things. People will tolerate war, they’ll tolerate rationing, they’ll tolerate shortages, and hardship. They’ll tolerate atrocity if they have to, at least for a while. But each has their breaking point, and as...
by DMcGirr | May 24, 2010 | Writing
So the entire time I’ve had this blog, and there has been a writing category, and I have not posted any writing. So here it is, the first few paragraphs of my as yet untitled Dieselpunk Novel. The oil and grease didn’t wash off anymore, his fingertips were...
