S. A. Crawford
Bio
Writer, reader, life-long student - being brave and finally taking the plunge by publishing some articles and fiction pieces.
Stories (167/0)
The Sellar Winds
If walls could talk, we would speak of the children of the barley and the wind-buffeted lands that their seeds left to be carried on the winds of change. I was never beautiful; built roughly with stone hewn from the corpses of long-dead volcanos, backed by wattle and daub, topped with highland heather.
By S. A. Crawfordabout a year ago in Fiction
What I Learned From Failing my Personal Vocal 2022 Challenge
At the start of 2022, I was in a rut; I was broke, fat, and depressed, and I was worried that my writing would never go anywhere. So I set myself a challenge to write 3 Vocal Media posts a week and join as many Vocal+ challenges as I could.
By S. A. Crawfordabout a year ago in Humans
Momentum, not Motivation
"Motivation" "Drive" "Ambition" These are the driving factors of the world, or so magazines and self-help books would have you believe... so, what if you're someone who struggles to find motivation and drive, or you find that your main ambition is simply to make it through the day? What room is there in the cut-throat world for those with mental, emotional, or physical issues that make finding motivation a stressful and often unfruitful venture?
By S. A. Crawfordabout a year ago in Lifehack
The Growing Dark
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. Wondrous, lush - deadly. Nature was in control, out there, and only the best and bravest stepped out. It was up to people like Joy, and, of course, her charge Seamus, to keep the insular world of Haven running while the hunters and gatherers did their work,
By S. A. Crawfordabout a year ago in Fiction
Fusion Energy is Possible and the Future Could Be Bright
I'm not a scientist, this is both an obvious statement and a disclaimer, but I am intensely interested in climate change, sustainability, and the natural world. That's why the news that an inertial confinement laser-driven fusion machine has produced a conclusively positive fusion energy gain factor has sent me down a research rabbit hole.
By S. A. Crawfordabout a year ago in Futurism
Unpacked Boxes
The brown box is a sentinel of sorts and a gravestone. Festooned with tape that no longer sticks, torn away and replaced too many times, that declares "FRAGILE" with ironic truth. It landed there five years ago, just for a while, and stayed there carrying the sentiments of a dead life as the new one went on without it. Scabbed over, it's disappointment and accusations are the reason that the door to the front room stays closed more often than not,
By S. A. Crawfordabout a year ago in Confessions