Flash Fiction

As I spent some time asking you to read and support my work of flash fiction, I thought I would share my writing with you. The first story, with the prompt of “Vikings” lost in the runoff for last weeks #5MinuteFiction contest. That contest is held every Tuesday night at 7:30 PM Central time. I do appreciate those of you who already read that story and supported me. If you are a writer, you will want to go to that link on Tuesday night. The second story, written with the same prompt and the benefit of a short bit of research – which I didn’t use later because of time, and a Viking Name Generator is one that came to mind during the runoff election. I wrote it under the same time parameters as the first one. They are short, need editing, but hopefully fun. Read, enjoy, comment and enter next Tuesday night! (Titles added later)

New World Battles

We stared at the new world with trembling. So many times we had come close before, only to discover that they had been there first. The natives were not happy to see us if the Vikings had been there first.

“What do you think, Captain,” I asked as we approached the shore.

“There is a distinct lack of smoke,” he said. “Either they have not made it here or they have come and left long ago.”

We jumped into the long boat, leaving our ship in the hands of the crew. The soldiers came with us for protection. Many had already been lost as we encountered the natives after the Vikings. We rowed ashore silently hoping to avoid warning anyone who might be there.

As we approached, the nerves of each man began showing. Each wondered how he might react this time should they actually encounter any Vikings. Most had barely escaped in previous meetings. We landed warily and looked around. Off in the distance we saw what might be a native village. It was untouched. We relaxed as we jumped off the boat and headed towards shore. Perhaps this time we might be able to establish friendly relations with the natives.

We approached the village with more freedom than other places we had come. Natives stared at us as we walked past. Soon we met the chief and through signs and acting we were able to communicate our good intentions. It was time to head back to the ship to get our gifts.

As we turned we looked towards the boat. Flames and smoke billowed from the boat. They had attacked. This was going to be a lot more difficult than we had thought.


As a fan of alternative history I had an idea. What if the Vikings, having discovered America first, had actually been the prime settlers. What would happen if the Vikings, now civilized, dealt with a revolution in society? Here’s an idea written under the same time constraints but with the benefit of more time to think about the prompt. (And a Viking name generator.)


Abi looked at his desk and shook his head. It was hard to believe. He turned in his chair and looked out at Leif Erickson Square trying to understand the mob rioting out there. While he couldn’t hear through the windows 15 stories up, it was obvious that they were cheering loudly as they pulled down Leif Erickson’s statue. He had discovered this country. He and his descendants had made this country great. Now in a few short years…

Abi turned back to his desk. While his boss was following the law; he had gone so far as to allow Abi to come in and clean out his desk. Some of his friends hadn’t been so lucky. They showed up at work today only to find out that their key cards weren’t working. He and his friends had been texting, wildly sharing their trials that they were enduring only hours after the edict had been published.

“The English,” Abi growled as he dumped the contents of his drawer into a box. “They started this and they won’t know how to deal with this country now that they’ve run us out.”

Abi looked up as James walked in. He tried to smile. James was one of the good guys. The Africans and the Vikings had always worked well together and Abi, with what loyalty remained for the company and the country, was glad that James would be his replacement. He shuddered to think about what would happen with those companies that turned solely to the English for replacements.

“I’m so sorry, Abi,” James stuttered looking at his long time friend.

“You’ll do well, James. You would have been in my position soon anyway. You know your stuff.”

James smiled and nodded as he looked at his mentor, “Good teacher.”

Abi actually worked up a smile as he looked at James. “There will be rough times ahead, James. You can do it. Watch out for the English, though. Watch out for the English.”

The King’s Ransom Release Party


Devorah Fox signs my copy of The King’s Ransom at the release party. The party was at LaBaratria Restaurant in Port Aransas. There was an amazing layout of food and drink to celebrate book 2 of The Bewildering Adventures of King Bewilliam. We had a great time!

FanFiction – From an Original Author’s Side

I have to admit that I am not a fan of Fan Fiction.  Many people enjoy writing it. Others enjoy reading it. Still more prefer to both write and read it. My personality doesn’t fit with the idea of Fan Fiction: I want to be the creator of the character. I want to develop that character and give it life. Given how much of my writing is published at this point, I had never thought of Fan Fiction from the author’s viewpoint. A local writing friend who recently published her second book, Devorah Fox, has written a good article about the subject. She calls it the sincerest form of flattery. What are some of the things she says?

First she describes Fan Fiction:

“Fan fiction” is a term that describes stories about characters or settings written by fans of the original work rather than by the original creator. Fan fiction is rarely commissioned or authorized by the original work’s owner, creator or publisher. Writers of fan faction assume that their work will be read by other fans of the work that inspired the creativity and so readers of the fan fiction are expected to have some familiarity with the characters, setting, plot, etc. of the original work on which the fan fiction is based.

Later she describes the reactions of other authors – you’ll have to read the original for that. Then she gives her feelings about fan fiction as related to her own work:

The issue of fan faction recently came up in a Facebook group to which I belong and the general consensus seemed to be resentment. I suppose if someone were making a mint from fiction based on my characters I’d feel differently but for now I cherish the fan fiction that’s been inspired by The Lost King and The King’s Ransom. For one, I find the mere fact that my writing spurred that initiative in someone else to be validating. Isn’t awakening creativity in someone else about the highest compliment an artist can be paid?
I’ve also learned a lot from the fanfic written about King Bewilliam and his world. It’s like someone held a mirror to my character, turned it at an angle and showed me a different side. I have in turn been inspired by the added dimensions that I see the character can have, the different paths that he can take. Because fanfic writers have their unique style, my character has had a chance to play in different arenas.
The article is a good read, so check it out!

The Sincerest Form of Flattery, a guest post by Devorah Fox


There is a contest known as #‎5MinuteFiction held every Tuesday night. You write a story in 5 minutes…well…15 minutes from prompt appearance to close of contest. First of all I want to make you aware of it and second of all, I’d like to invite y’all to read the finalists and vote. My entry is one of the top 5 – apparently there were only 5 entries? Anyway, please head over to the #5MinuteFiction finalist page  Read the entries and vote on the one you think is the best. (I’ll never know who you vote for so you can vote for the one you like the most.)  You have until 7:30 PM Central time Wednesday to vote. THEN….prepare to enter yourself next week on Tuesday night at 7:30 PM Central time.

Diane O’Key was the judge for the evening and Wendy Strain  is the host of this fun contest. The prompt was that you had to include Vikings in the story. 

The Land Beyond the Portal – review

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4) Winner will be announced in this location.

Now for the review:

book cover

Book Cover for the Land Beyond the Portal

The Land Beyond the Portal by J. S. Bailey

Laura is seeking to find herself. A bout of injury induced amnesia has left Laura clueless about everything but her first name. Stuck in an old house in the middle of a blizzard, she looks around the house trying to find anything she can about herself. When she gets to the basement she discovers a room below the basement. As she walks into the room an unknown force transports her to a warm summer day in the middle of a pasture.

She is discovered by a young boy who, with his sister, has wandered farther than he should have while exploring. As Laura enters what appears to be a quaint medieval village she begins a journey that moves from trying to discover her own identity to unlocking the mysteries of the village. She is taken in by the village’s benevolent leader,  only to find that many do not see him as benevolent as the rumors start flying about him. The rumor mill appears to be an attempt to replace him. The villagers talk in glowing terms of their deity, but underneath their praise is a strong measure of fear. What happened to the village leader’s boy who disappeared years ago? What happened to his daughter who disappears at the festival in honor of the village deity? As Laura seeks to unlock those mysteries, and prove that the village leader didn’t murder his missing daughter she also has the seemingly impossible task of finding her way back home.

As the book concludes, all of the loose ends are tied together as Laura and the other time travelers lead their friends to discover the truth behind the village deity, the ugly rumors about the village leader and how people are traveling in time. They also discover the location where the daughter had been spirited away, uncover the mystery of the missing son and ultimately who Laura really is.

Bailey sets an amazing web of confusion in this book that ultimately resolves satisfactorily in the end. One of the best messages that I got from this book is the reminder that God is present wherever and whenever you might be. Another time traveler reminds Laura of her love of the true God and under the power of prayer they embark together on some dangerous journeys seeking to solve the mysteries. Some of the people whom Laura thought she could trust turned out to be involved with the evil influence in the land and others turn out to be quite different and more helpful than they first appear.

I really enjoyed reading this book. It has good characterization and the descriptions of the valley where the village is located make you feel like you are actually there. Even more than that though is a story line that draws you in and makes you wonder what will happen next. Once I started reading, I didn’t want to stop reading until I was finished. If you’re looking for a fun read that touches on suspense, hints at the paranormal and even includes science fiction, this is a book you will love.


Every once in a while I get the urge to write haiku. Not sure how good this is, but thought I would share it:

They embraced darkness
Accepting it as a friend
The enemy: light