"Spectroscopy," I might answer. "Huh?" one might reasonably reply.
Kin to the stars.
The Geography of Hexborn
Every high fantasy novel needs a map, right? (A guest blog by A. M. Manay.)
Where’s Galahad?
The universe is all we can observe. I think it's safe to say my corgi is there, somewhere.
Caption, anyone?
Animals buy miniature books all the time. Voracious readers, they.
Zucchini Hashbrowns
I interrupted. “Mom! Zucchini?” “Yes!” she said, proudly. “You know how August is.”
Hoarfrost
Assault is not an acceptable method of consciousness-raising.
In Defense of Passive Voice
The villain cackled. “You will be electrocuted,” he said as he switched on a monitor showing a female form reaching for a large switch, “by your own daughter! Muah ha ha ha!”
The Adventures of Ace Carroway
I am the cat. I can feel the sun. We are one.
Real Ace Carroways 4
4. "MJ" Hegar. "I'm hit, but ... I can still fly," she told them.
Potassium Flare Stars
Barbier and Morguleff observed the star again the next night. The result changed. The potassium emission lines were gone.
