October 8th, 2010


Drabble: Wilful Misunderstanding

With his nieces either old enough they wouldn’t break any of his individually glass-encased insects, or moved so far away they didn’t come, John had a birthday dinner in his home again. It did not protect from surprises, though.

He stared at the joint present, purchased under the direction of his younger sister, if her grin was any indication.

“I remembered you were looking for one.”

“May, I meant the species of wasp, not something you need specially made.”

Hanging from claws on six spider legs from the roof of its cage, the startled tarantula hawk ruffled its wings.

Originally posted at  ankewehner.de. You can comment here or there.


30 days of writing, day 12 (worldbuilding)

12. In what story did you feel you did the best job of world building? Any side-notes on it you’d like to share?
Since I write mostly VERY short stories, this is a bit hard to answer.
"On Sharing One's Feelings" is mostly about shining a light on a worldbuilding aspect, "Identity" hints at something I have come across less frequently...

I dunno, you tell me. :P