In my wanderings, I often find myself traipsing a barren land. From horizon to horizon the ground stretches dry and cracked, riddled like puzzle pieces with the long-gone memory of water. Gray haze blows across the sky, blocking out the sunlight like smoke from an unseen fire. But I smell no ash, only empty heat. … Continue reading The Hopeful Wanderer – A Barren Heart
Mattie McAlavy: On S.G. Baker
By Mattie McAlavy She isn't aptly named. Summer the season is heat, heat, heat and dappled skin and sweat and laughter on a breeze. Popsicles melting, sweet tea sweating, heavy green boughs sighing in the sun. A feeling. Summer (the) Baker is "dynamite with a laser beam" - pinpoint-direct and molten and focused, focused 'chaos.' … Continue reading Mattie McAlavy: On S.G. Baker
Madison Ferril: On S.G. Baker
By Madison Ferril Mischief is too base a word for what glints behind her eyes. It is more the beginnings of a maelstrom, or perhaps it is a hint of the spark that set the universe into motion. Some would call it magic, but that term is neither broad enough nor narrow enough to capture … Continue reading Madison Ferril: On S.G. Baker
Lyle Hall: On S.G. Baker
By Lyle Hall Not too long ago, on a terrible day, I thought I should try something. Something I knew, I knew wouldn’t work. It ended about as well as could be expected; with me lying on my back in the dirt. That was when I really saw Summer. 'Ha, nice one. Are you alright?' … Continue reading Lyle Hall: On S.G. Baker
Rebekah Cannon: On S.G. Baker
By Rebekah Cannon A traveler in the truest sense of the word. Her form a mere physical bond holding her to the earth as her whole being journeyed beyond what any world could hold. She was a creator of life in the dreams she conjured.
Jennifer Archer: On S.G. Baker
By Jennifer Archer There was a cautiousness about her. She was careful about sharing herself, always watchful and gauging those around her, taking their measure. If lucky enough to gain her trust, you were treated to a glimpse of her sharp wit, her keen sense of humor, wry and cynical, a level of intelligence and … Continue reading Jennifer Archer: On S.G. Baker
Book Review: Tempests and Slaughter
This narrative is a wide-eyed, stark look at how tyrants rise to power in the real world.
Micah Baker: On S.G. Baker
By Micah Baker She wiped the blood from her sword, a quick motion, wrist flicking, eyes peering intently into the wounds before her. The cuts were clean, effective as the precise lacerations of a surgeon. And while blood welled up from the incisions, a healing happened. She cut away the fog of fear and insecurity … Continue reading Micah Baker: On S.G. Baker
Book Review: Leviathan Wakes
I can go along reading it for quite some time before it’ll do something to irritate me.
Deborah Elliott-Upton: On S.G. Baker
By Deborah Elliott-Upton You know the one. There's always one in the classroom. Six or sixteen and going on thirty, it doesn't matter. She's got something. Summer's the one who appears wide-eyed, looking innocent, yet you can just tell her brain is spinning inside with a thousand questions. Only some of them you know, but … Continue reading Deborah Elliott-Upton: On S.G. Baker

