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The Gribble’s Eye: Part I of a serial


As promised. Here is the first part of The Gribble’s Eye as done as a series of posts — destined for editing and compilation as a YA/MiddleSchool illustrated novel (eventually with all parts I-V). We’ll see how easy it might be to heighten the jeopardy and seamlessly stitch the pieces together. These were released one after another on my main author’s site.

If nothing more, you can hop into each post just to take a look at the pictures… (In the end there will be 50 of them!)

You can just start at 1.1 and links in each will lead you to the next (as they should).

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.1 (7/15/2018)  I’ll be releasing an abridged version of The Gribble’s Eye as a series of posts focused on the images masterfully created by Yulian Mulyono. These installments will be a much condensed version of the story which I will then compile into a sister book offered to the youngest of readers. The writing is geared toward … Continue reading

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.2 (7/16/2018)  “A wish, made by a child, sends shivers into the world. Vibrations through existence. And deep within the Earth, entities exist, beings that listen to such vibrations, beings who hear the wishes of children.” Professor Brimson’s eyebrows twitched as he waited for a reply from his guest, Professor Richard Clarke. Clarke had begun to drift … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.2

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.3 (7/17/2018)  Sadie held her flashlight in a tight fist as the cave’s inhabitant began to emerge. First a thin stick-like leg tapped forth. Then another. And another. In the red-tinged light she could see each jointed appendage was covered in prickly black hairs. The massive spider’s feet, two of which turned out to be hands covered … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.3

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.4 (7/18/2018)  Sathena preferred that only her mother call her by the endearment “Sadie.” Lady Ara seemed to notice the girl’s hesitation.“I see. Well, perhaps in time you’ll learn to trust me. For now, bring forth the Eye you still hold within your pocket.” “I’m sorry, but my mother used to call me Sadie. My father, though, … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.4

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.5 (7/19/2018)  The next morning, Sathena met the tutor, Ms. Trindell. She had bobbed red hair and Irish green eyes and carried a modern briefcase containing two laptops, Sathena discovered later, one her own, and one a spare for her student. Harry greeted her first as Sathena opened the door; without hesitation Ms. Trindell took charge of … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.5

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.6 (7/20/2018)  Ms. Trindell continued to return each morning; Sadie began to eagerly anticipate the sound of the VW coming up the drive. On the tenth morning of their lessons, an hour before Allie was to arrive, Sadie murmured to Harry, “Tonight is the beginning of the full moon. How can I keep my promise to Father … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.6

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.7 (7/21/2018)  Allie met Sadie halfway up the drive after parking her VW in the pull-out just inside the gate. The Professor, Sadie said, was away at a conference. “I really appreciate your help. It’s just Harry, you know. I can’t do both.” Sadie held the dog’s leash steady. “Hello, Harry, you massive beast, you. “Sadie, I’m … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.7

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.8 (7/22/2018)  “What happened to ‘we’re in a hurry’?” Allie asked. She and Harry had both kept a tight eye on Lady Ara as the spider moved ponderously around them in the growing moonlight. “Oh, the hurry is still upon us. But for what we need to do, calm nerves and a clear mind are more important.” … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.8

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.9 (7/23/2018)  “The moonlight calls. Shall we read the runes?” Lady Ara asked in a lightened mood. With the story told and the vows made, the spider once again lifted the heavy looking-glass from her satchel. She held it to Sadie who took it and weighed it appraisingly. Sadie stood, extracted the blue marble from its box … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.9

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.10 (7/24/2018)  Harry’s nose lifted in the faint night breeze. His furtive sniffing and quick glances indicated that others prowled the night. A small whine escaped his throat. Allie pulled the dog closer to her, soothing him with soft words and a firm stroke down his side. “No, Allie! Hand the leash to Sadie.” The spider’s gravelly … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.10

The Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.11 (7/25/2018)  The great spider doffed her hat and gloves and stuffed them in her satchel. The grunting sounds from the ravine reached the edge and her scarred leg twitched in anticipation. A snorting, grotesque monster, shrouded in dark clothing, scrambled over the edge of the gorge and put its face to the ground, snuffling for tracks. … Continue readingThe Gribble’s Eye: a serial 1.11


Cover: The Gribble’s Eye


I’m on the lookout for a cover concept. The Gribble’s Eye is “draft-ready” but we’re still working up the 50+ illustrations: 25 done, 25 more to do. This is the story of a teenage girl and her 20-something tutor and a couple of Greek myths who serendipitously team up to fight the minions of Chaos. The story takes place in northeast England and Scotland (Series #1).

(If anyone would like to volunteer as a beta reader — Widowcranky was gracious enough to have read it thus far — let me know.)



The covers (two so far) have sucked. I’m just not getting the idea-waves blasting through. This was the first cover (Yulian drew it and I hacked at it with crayons (photoshop) — but who could tell):







The second cover, both Widow and Yulian shot down with a .50 cal. BAR.

So, ideas? Live action YA covers seem popular these days (a photo with scenery/costumes later touched up with dramatic light/shading/text).

I’m open to any suggestions.



Third effort. This one after I discussed the options with the artist and Phil H. So, I went out back and with a hammer and screwdriver and chiseled an eye into the patio concrete. Then I found a blue sapphire marble on the net and copied it in with editing and such. It’s a first pass effort. But I think this might work.


Campfire, surf, forest = chaos

Much of the mind is dedicated to pattern matching: cerebral, visual, auditory, tactile, olfactory cortexes and subsystems which load and store and recall patterns. Our life as modern humans rely on these facilities to navigate and work our world.

When you exhaustively tax such systems, you know the feeling, there are a few simple things you can do to recharge your brain-battery. One of those is the application of chaos.

Have you ever wondered why a campfire, a day at the beach, a walk through a forest can be so rejuvenating? I’m coming to believe that by applying chaos to our sensory inputs we overload our pattern matching engines. When this happens, our brains give up and quit trying to find patterns, for a time.

When this happens the transfer of signals between our cortexes and our hippocampus, back and forth, slows and this slowing is soothing to us. We quit trying to cram more patterns from our world through our eyes and ears and fingers (and nose and tongue too, I suppose). When our brain stops trying to decode patterns, because there are none — chaos is by definition patternless — we allow our long term memories to sift and settle. Nothing new is being added or processed so we get to enjoy a little downtime.

And chaotic downtime can help reinvigorate our minds in anticipation of our return to a day or week of intense pattern matching.


[Alexa: Play campfire sounds. Alexa: Play ocean sounds. Alexa: Play forest sounds.]