AndrewJP
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I live and breathe speculative fiction. Horror, science fiction, alternate histories… anything that dares to ask (and answer) the biggest question there is: what if?
I’m a dreamer. I believe that written language is the greatest invention of our species to date. Because when you’re turning the pages of your favourite book, there comes a point when you stop seeing the black and white little symbols and start seeing, smelling, hearing whatever it is that the author is describing.
The scribblings I’ve posted here are my way of making sense of the world around me. These are my journeys. I hope you’ll share yours with me, as well.
I like to be surprised and proven wrong.
If you want to win a friend, tell me a story :)
All works © Andrew Proverbs
Constructive criticism welcome!
Groups
AndrewJP is a member of A Novel Idea, All Out Emotion, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Blood Red - All things vampiric, Flash Fiction, Parallel Dimensions, Sci Fi and Short stories - Spherical Scriptings.
Writing
Just a thought :)
Have you ever thought / that a wedge-tailed eagle / may have composed / the perfect sonnet / in his head, / but had no means / of writing it down?
Dawn of thirst
He reached into her consciousness, and was startled by the enormity of the void he found there. The tide of her pulse was dim and dry, her heart was shrunken. She was barely alive.
Master of Earth
I have seen things you will never see. I have experienced sounds, tastes and sensations that you will never experience. I trace my ancestry back four hundred million years, and rule of this earth is m…
Chimera's Breath: Chapter 8
Vlasich froze beside her. He heard it too. “What the hell is that?” he gasped. / Gable moved over to them, still clutching the handgun.
Chimera's Breath: Chapter 7
Maurice Gable moved over to them, clutching a black service pistol. It was the only weapon left at the ship. It looked small and useless in the vast shadow-draped cavern.
Today
Atheist. / Conservationist. / Tasmanian. / Do not resuscitate.
