Serial Writer
Posted on March 27, 2017 Leave a Comment
In 2017, there are a few choices an artist has to make.
Some of those choices require a safety net.
Some of those choices do not.
I am a storyteller…I love to build worlds with my creative spirit.
But there’s not enough time to get all of it out of me…
I am writing a book about the woman that was most important to me,
but I also want to write about the next generation.
I’ve decided that, from day to day & week to week, I will write about the youth.
Until the day it fully becomes a novel, I will share with you a serial.
Like Scheherazade told stories to save her life using cliffhangers,
I will do the same with you until the full story of “The 14” is told.
I hope many of you follow me on this journey.
-Rochard Scott
Karen’s Journal 3/15/17
Posted on March 15, 2017 Leave a Comment
I miss the 90’s with a vengeance. I look around these days and just see separation anxiety in almost every person I’ve come across. It’s a separation from stability. I want to give people hopeful platitudes but I can see the “shut the hell up” in there eyes when I even come close to saying something hopeful.
My people, the Linians, would always say about the rest of humanity that they were each others salvation but were too afraid of upsetting the status quo. I know we Linians were in the background of humanity making sure that our enemy Chaos wouldn’t get his insane hands on the human race…but we couldn’t help but feel sorry for the lack of equilibrium humanity had.
I’m not a fan of politics, religion (crazy considering I’m a Christian), nationalism or any other “ism” that gets in the way of humanism. I know I’m rambling on but I can’t help but want something better for us all…and I’ll continue to fight for that.
Reflected Deflection
Posted on March 15, 2017 Leave a Comment
He had no problem living in the shadow of his wife Tigra, better known as the Hero of Fegra.
He was no slouch himself as a warrior, but his partner eclipsed him in skill and potential.
None of that mattered because reflected very well upon him.
So much that every time he looked in the mirror…he could only see her.
And Panthra accepted that fact could never be deflected.
Deja Viewed
Posted on March 14, 2017 Leave a Comment
Where does his dreams stop & HIS dream begins?
Consider his past: he belonged to an age of progressive responsibility.
As overwhelming as it was intoxicating, he had the lives of a nation in his hands.
But he woke up from that ancient dream into a modern mirage.
He was not responsible for a nation anymore: he was responsible for existence.
But he did not know it yet…for he was trapped in an illusion just waiting to wake up…
Karen Weathers' Linian Legacy 