Fictional Tendencies



The Fall of Astrid and Eos

This week I started posting written works to Fictional Tendencies. While my previous posts tended to lean toward darker subject matter; fear, death and suicide, today’s post offers a lighter subject, the subject of love. Even though I’m sure love can and has involved fear, death and suicide, today the following story touches on a love that’s written in the stars. Some time ago I had the idea of two stars dancing in the infancy of the universe and I knew I wanted to write a ‘love story’ of sorts, but the complete idea didn’t pop into my skull until I read Neil Gaiman’s  The Sandman: Overture. Something about the story and artwork struck me and so the follow story is inspired by Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, space, the universe, stars and love. I hope you enjoy. Thanks for reading.

The Fall of Astrid and Eos

“Shh! Quiet little one. You’ll wake them.” A voice echoed across the vast expanse of space as a young starling raced across the velvet night. As stars slept the young starling danced with the universe. Bouncing, twirling, spinning and leaping off and over the sleeping stars. The starling’s dust flickers and sparkles forming nebulas in her wake. She giggles and laughs, such a playful laugh.

“Shh! Quiet little one. You’ll wake them.” The voice echoes again and the starling ignores its motherly tones. “Space is too dark to dance child, you need light.” The motherly voice continues and the starling ignores it. She laughs and plays through the void sprinkling her glitter here and there. The starling leaps and twirls but when she lands she trips over a sleeping star. She’s falling yet still laughing through her fear.

 “I told you little one, space is too dark to dance.” The motherly voice resigns. The sleeping star stirs as he opens his eyes he sees the starling falling. Her trail of dust a kaleidoscopic dream. At first he’s afraid but then he realizes she needs his light. She needs him to dance with her. To fall with her. He tries to jump. He tries to fall. It’s too difficult to move as a little star. He’s focuses all of his energy and in doing so bursts forth a great burning light. The light of the sun.

The starling’s fear is getting the best of her she doesn’t know what to do. Her dust a rainbow in the night. Her tears a galaxy of hope. What’s this? The darkness of space is fading. A light warms her heart. She twirls to look towards the light and as she twirls the little sun reaches her and looks into her crying eyes. “I’ll dance with you starling. I’ll be your light in the dark. I’ll dance with you my darling. I’ll dance with you in the dark.” And the stars continue to fall across the universe and through time. They continue to fall deeper and deeper into space
, into each other.


Fictional Tendencies: The Beginning

In 2016 I made a personal goal to read one book a month. Twelve books for the entire year. Easy right? Sometimes yes and sometimes it was a challenge. Some books took hold and I couldn’t set them down while others weren’t what I expected and were taxing to read. It wasn’t that the books were bad, it’s that they didn’t capture my imagination the way that I thought they would. That’s what I get for judging a book by its cover. Either way I was determined to finish what I started. I ended the year with somewhere between twenty and thirty books read, possibly even more than thirty books. I lost count. The last book I read in 2016 was A Perfect Union of Contrary Things written by Sarah Jensen with Maynard James Keenan. I had read an interview with Maynard in Rolling Stone Magazine and it piqued my interest. So I picked up the book and it would seem that it was just the push I was looking for but  more on that later.

Somewhere in the middle of last year I started helping a good friend write reviews for video games. The way I saw it was; I already play video games and voice my opinion on them, I like to write, I enjoy a challenge and believe it or not I became tired of getting free games. I wanted to earn them. So I started Galoots Loot without hesitation and haven’t looked back since. While writing reviews was a learning experience, a fun one at that, it wasn’t the type of writing that satisfied my soul. I needed more. I wanted more.

Friends and I would become inspired by whatever was going on in our lives and we would write some type of prose and share it. Or we would challenge each other with writing prompts and create stories or poems and compare. Sometimes an image, word or phrase would pop into my head and I would write until whatever it is I wrote felt complete. My friends and the family that read what I wrote all seemed to be of the opinion that they liked what I wrote. They said that when they read it, it made them feel as though it was about them. (I compare that feeling to the feeling you get when you’ve been away from church for some time and when you finally decide to go back it seems as though the ‘The Message’ is for you and about you.)

So with some additional writing experience under my belt with Galoots Loot and a boost of confidence with kind words from friends and family I decided to create Fictional Tendencies. My goal in 2017 is to write more. Work on poems and punctuation. I despise punctuation, so many rules. But I want to learn and hone my craft. I want to grow. I want to develop characters and tell a story. Whatever that story is, I’m not sure but I know it’s in my mind somewhere. With all of this decided already we now return to the Maynard James Keenan biography A Perfect Union of Contrary Things.

The day before I created this blog I read the following sentence in A Perfect Union of Contrary Things:

“If you have the means, the knowledge to create something and you don’t, shame on you. If you’re able to be good at your job, to raise a child, to plant a garden, whatever, it’s your responsibility to do it – not only for yourself but for the world.”

This was a great big enjoyable smack to the face. Here it is, the world, destiny, fate, coincidence or possibly God putting this sign right in front of me. I had already decided to proceed with Fictional Tendencies but here was a sign for me to either answer or ignore. I’m deciding to use this quote as that little extra nudge. I’m going to write. Some of whatever I write will probably be worth reading. Maybe even sharing. Most of it might be horrible. I might succeed but most likely I’ll fail before I succeed. Whatever’s in store I’m excited to experience it. I’m ready. I’m going to share and put it all out there. I look forward to constructive criticism. And hopefully you look forward to reading it.

“Life is too short not to create something with every breath we draw.” – Maynard James Keenan



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