“I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.” ~ Albert Einstein
I love that Einstein held fantasy and imagination in such high regard. I think its marvellous that a man of science and logic appreciates the immense capacity of [...]
Archive for January, 2009
Fantasy as Gift
Posted in Uncategorized on January 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Novel Excerpt: “Dragons In the Doorway”
Posted in Uncategorized on January 17, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
EXCERPT FOUR: “Dragons in the Doorway”
by: T. Wallace-Pregent
On the day Misty Wells and her brother Shasta came to Draper House, the rain pelted the earth in protest and forks of lightning spread like vines over the sky. Shasta held his little sister’s hand tightly as their father and mother drove up to the high iron [...]
Novel Excerpt: “Meghan’s Dragons”
Posted in Uncategorized on January 17, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
EXCERPT THREE: “Meghan’s Dragons”
by: T. Wallace-Pregent
Meghan sank down to her knees trying desperately to catch her breath. She could see the beast’s eyes glowing in the shadows, its breath the only warmth in the drafty old house. It had been there the entire time that Mam had been in the room, waiting for its chance [...]
Novel Excerpt: “The Spindler’s Web”
Posted in Uncategorized on January 4, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
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EXCERPT TWO: “The Spindler’s Web”
by: T. Wallace-Pregent
He was abnormally quiet. That’s the first thing Brynne noticed about him. The Canticles were a family of six and you had to be loud to be heard. The kitchen, the heart of the Canticle household, was normally booming and bustling with noise: board games being [...]
Novel Excerpt: Under a Fairy Moon
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged excerpt, fairy tales, magic, novel, Wallace Pregent on January 4, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Novel Excerpt: “Under a Fairy Moon”
by: T. Wallace-Pregent
Addyson Marten crouched stone-still in the speckled shadows, willing herself to become nothing but rock and tree and cold bare earth. Then, only when the woman had moved a little farther on and there was only a slim chance of being seen, Addy began to breathe freely again, [...]
