© 2025, JJ ShaunHands Off protest, April 5, 2025 We woke up to an alarm on a wintry Saturday morning in April to bundle up and stand in the cold to protest the actions of the current United States government. As a US citizen who has worked their whole life, contributed to the promise of … Continue reading Hands Off!
I spent the better part of the week wondering how badly my system crashed. As it turned out, not as bad as I feared. Last Monday morning, I dropped my desktop off at the repair shop. They informed me it would be two or three days for them to run the diagnostics and perform a … Continue reading Recovery
The wind howled through the peaks of the southern Dragonspine Mountains, carrying the fury of the coming blizzard. Far below, in a valley nestled between two great ridges, the village of Thorne’s Hollow sat like a topaz on the snow-covered plain. The villagers, accustomed to the harsh weather of winter, were well-prepared for the storm. … Continue reading The Final Storm
Dense, tropical heat hung in the air, heavy with the scent of saltwater and damp earth. The sun hung low in the sky, casting its golden rays across the town nestled at the edge of the sea. Waves crashed against the shore. The slow susurrations against the sand, a reminder of nature’s unwavering pulse. Inside … Continue reading The Taste of Denial
Deep in the mountains, tucked away in a hidden valley, a council of animals convened beneath an ancient oak. The tree, with its massive roots reaching into the earth, had witnessed the most peculiar gatherings. Members of this council were not the usual inhabitants of the forest; no, these were the wisest of creatures. Chosen … Continue reading The Council of Beasts
Today’s offering marks my 2000th blog post since I began this journey in June 2016. A lot has happened in the interim. At the time I opened the door into my imagination, I worked as a Technical Writer on the bleeding edge of technology. I also knew I was on the proverbial bubble when our … Continue reading Milestones
Dyann stood staring at the vast expanse of grass stretching before her. The sun had risen enough to melt the lingering frost from the grass. The air had that crisp, almost electric quality only spring mornings brought. With hands shoved deep into her jacket pockets, her breath fogged the air as she tried to clear … Continue reading Go Fly A Kite
(C) 2025, JJ Shaun On Wednesday, February 5, 2025, my partner and I trekked down to Denver to take part in a protest against the actions and policies of the new American government. The 2025 Day Without Immigrants was brought about by grassroots organizers to show The Powers That Be (TPTB™) that real Americans are … Continue reading Standing Up For America
Biscuit arrived at the door first, sitting patiently on the stoop, tail tapping the ground. Lyryk caught up to him, catching her breath as she raised her hand to knock. Before she had the chance, the door swung open. An old woman with silver hair and kind eyes stood before them. “You look like you … Continue reading Lyryk’s Song, Part Two
Frigid wind howled through the twisted trees of the southern Dragonspine Mountains. Its icy claws ripped at anything daring to venture into its depths. An unbroken gray sky cast the world in muted light. Deep, powdery snow covered the path. Lyryk Starsong tramped through the drifts, leaving an unbroken path behind her. Wrapped in a … Continue reading Lyryk’s Song, Part One
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