A.R. Geiger

My Blog

  • Empty House

    The house is haunted. All of the kids say so. When we pass it after school they throw rocks at the windows and sticks in the yard, but no one ever dares go past the gate and down the gravel drive. The porch is sloped, nearly collapsing under its own weight, and the garden’s long…

  • Isle of Swords

    Who doesn’t love a good pirate story? Seriously, is there anyone out there who looks at a book, sees a pirate ship on the cover, and says, “No, I’m not really into pirates.” No one does that. No one. Or at least I don’t. Pirates have always fascinated me, whether it was the infamous Captain…

  • Four Ways Reading Will Make You A Better Writer

    Writers never quit learning. Never. We all have something else to learn, a new story that will challenge us, a technique we never quite figured out. We’re all learning the ropes, testing out new waters, and overusing cliches. (Sorry.) The lovely part about constantly learning is that we can always improve. The intimidating part about…

  • Pumpkin Patch

    We harvest the pumpkins by candlelight when the moon hangs full over the black trees and the wind is cold. The goblins steal them otherwise. The stories say they see where we take them if we harvest during the day, and any other night they’d be in the fields themselves, stealing them anyway. So we…

  • Tarzan of the Apes

    I have a tip for you. When you are traveling with a backpack and running through train stations in Europe, it is probably not the best idea to carry a whole stack of books with you. Your shoulders will get very tired. I promise. The reason that I know this, is because I did travel…

  • Mother

    We go to the bath houses after the healers leave us. She always likes to go to the bath houses first, to get the smell of their herbs off her skin. She’s never liked healers. Their prodding fingers, their clucking tongues. Their remedies that have never really taken away any of her pain. I’ve spent…