Don Money was raised in Arkansas on a farm. After ten years in the Air Force, he returned to his roots in Arkansas. He is married with five kids. His journey to become a writer began in the sixth grade when he wrote his first short story.
The downdraft buffets the dragon forcing him to pull in his wings and dive for the verdant landscape below. Aiming for a clearing next to the thick cover of the forest he flares out his wings slowing his landing. The wind hammers against his body with small daggers of ice mixed in clinking against the green scales shattering as it impacts the plates of armor.
She-Hulk: The Final Episode
1) Titania: The show has treated us to a few interactions between She-Hulk and Titania. We were introduced to the would-be villain as she and Jennifer Walters/She-Hulk tangled in a courtroom throwdown. She-Hulk quickly defeated Titania and set herself up on the path to stardom. Later, the two faced off in a different courtroom battle, a legal one with She-Hulk’s moniker at stake. Once again, She-Hulk prevails and the bad blood between the two grows, leaving Titania swearing she will get revenge. The final face off between the two came when Titania ambushed Jen at her friend's wedding leading to the biggest battle between the two super powered women. There is a little more back and forth in this fight, but in the end, She-Hulk proves to be the dominant warrior. For the final episode, I am torn between: a) Titania will return working for the Intelligencia and b) Titania will be more of a factor in any possible Season 2 of the show and give her the main villain role as she seeks her revenge. I would prefer "b" because I think it has more potential.
It Came From the Lake
“Not a good idea?” Jeff chastised me in a whisper behind our cabin. “Was your first clue when you discovered a creature that looked like it crawled out of a nightmare and picked it up, or when we saw it grab that raccoon with its tentacles and cram it in that razor hole of a mouth?”
“Why is there a sheriff's car parked in front of the church?” Aunt Peggy’s voice echoed through the foyer. My cousins Chris and Scotty rushed over to look out the window toward the road. “And look mom,” Scotty called to Aunt Peggy, “there are two deputies coming up the sidewalk to the church.”
On a Starship Bound for Kno-were
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I’m not sure how true that is because I tend to be long gone before the screaming starts. I always follow the advice of a wise Earthman from five hundred years ago. He was a bard who spoke, “You’ve got to know when to hold them and know when to fold them, know when to walk away and know when to jettison yourself in an escape pod.” Actually, the last part I updated to fit the times.
Track and Field Day, four words that, on their own, I don’t mind. Who doesn’t like a nice oval “track”? The word “and” is just so convenient, joining things like burgers and fries, rock and roll, bubble test and brainwashing. A “field” is the perfect place for flowers or landmines (depending on your worldview). And “day”… if you’re going to rock and roll all night, you’re gonna need a place to party. But put them together and you get the annual Harris Middle School event that equals sitting in the sun. On a hard metal bleacher. For sixteen hours (that’s my approximation). Interrupted by periodic bursts of running.
Out in the Rows
No one believed grandpa except me. To be fair, he did have a tendency to pull jokes on everyone. Grandma was still trying to get over the near heart attack he gave her from two mornings ago when he came into the house covered in chicken feathers. He had attached the feathers to his white shirt and jeans and said that he was feeling ill after one of the chickens bit him while he was cleaning the nesting boxes. Grandpa then squatted on the floor and started bawking until, with a slight of hand, he produced an egg on the floor beneath him. So, when he came in from the front porch saying there were lights out over the corn field, everyone just went back to what they were doing.