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Perhaps humanity's greatest Gift is the ability to dream - second only to our ability to read and write. And nowhere does this Gift better expressed than in the realm of Speculative Fiction (Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Horror).
Those who cater to this desire - the authors - serve a vital and welcome social role, a role rightly time-honored. Yet becoming a capable author is a long and difficult quest; a quest to learn subtilites of language and culture most people are not aware of. And while 'book learning' can do much, the best learning comes from the tradition of mentoring and peer review.
The Written Wyrd* is a literary trust created by a typical self-published author who has been down this road. The goal is to support self-published and small press authors and cover artists by recounting my own efforts, successes, and failures in order to smooth the journey for others.
The works listed at the edges of this page are my own efforts at independent authorship, which I offer world-wide as a charitable activity. The income is used to support new authors and cover artists with technical advice and resources on this site. The goal is to help them develop their skills and get their names before the reading public - to provide them that little edge which can make the difference between a wannabe and someone with honest accomplishments in hand.
So please come in, look around, explore the world of speculative fiction as seen through the eyes of the self published author, and above all, enjoy! To begin your writing journey. Check out our to review our offerings. All proceeds from sales go to support interest in speculative fiction and the efforts of self-published and small press authors. Thank you for your time and interest. I hope you enjoy these efforts. All my best, * The term 'Wyrd' is Olde English for one's fate or destiny, as in 'he met his wyrd'. A Special Appeal To The Industry Established Writers, Publishers, SMOF, Please Read. The Ideas Board Ways You Can Promote The Art Form.
For Your Consideration: "Gawd." His tense look deepened. "Like a fuckin' football game, pardon my French." He scanned the frenzied humanity barely held in check by a thin cordon of city cops and National Guard troops, then turned his attention back to her. "So what brings the Palace Guard to our little shindig?"
"That."
"An honest-to-God flying saucer," she whispered. "Jesus."
Watching TV wasn't the same as actually standing there and seeing it. An alien space ship: product of a civilization far more advanced than mankind. The reality of it chilled her. Her first rational thought as she studied the enormous pearl was that the automatic tucked in her waistband was about useless.
Suppose you can travel in time: what are the moral implications of bringing an Australopithicus home as a pet?
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Famous Last Words "What kind of society have we become when an honest citizen can be dragged kicking and screaming into the government?"
(Learned K'deiTai - 'Diplomacy's End')
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