An attempt at a Sci-Fi Mystery work. I still think that there sometimes aren't enough of them, but that goes back to my love of Asimov's Sci-Fi Detective novels. This story was written on a bus during a week-long trip in high school.
What if there was a political movement to give equal rights to animal species...
An early set of works in my "Chaos and Order" theme that's not quite a world, not quite a meta-world.
This was a one-off piece I used as something of a stress/boredom valve for several months. In some ways it acts as a final farewell to a few of my old DRAGONzine characters that I'm not sure I could pick back up, particularly because I ruthlessly slaughter a few of them.
My first novel attempt. It was started prior to the DRAGONzine experiment and thus served as useful, easy "filler".
Somewhat in the style of Cory Doctorow's Eastern Standard Tribe, a tale of piracy as a metaphor for struggle against the norm.
Originally a psuedo-scientific know it all in a fake science article, the Professor's tale is a long rambling thing involving lots of colors, because that is what the Professor specializes in being that he is a Professor of Psychoptrics.
The First Story (of DRAGONzine)
Pastafarianism versus a Corporate Intelligent Design