E.L. Martin
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Planetary FM
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Me and the boys here decided to change that. So, listen up you lonely space cadets and weary galactic travelers. Are you missing the interconnectedness of your globalized worlds? With a galaxy so far and wide, vast, and versatile, we here at Planetary FM wish to provide you a way to connect with others of all shapes, sizes, and races. Are you the queen of your hive from Planet Beldvorf? How about a Kreatin from Muscularia seeking a good work out tune? Perhaps you are a pious monk from Godland or a river rodent from Streamsville. Even if you are a traveling barbarian from the realm of Thokstan, we've got a song for you.
By E.L. Martin3 years ago in Fiction
I Was Not an Acrobat
I stir from my slumber, and take a deep breath. The world feels like it is moving at a far faster rate than I am used to, but then again everything has felt like that since The Greatest Show on Earth came to an end. The train ride starts out like any other. People go on about their mundane lives. I'm used to traveling, but the sights I saw were never as special as the company I kept. Travel was fun with the comradery of my circus family.
By E.L. Martin4 years ago in Fiction
Lost Cause Kids
I'm looking into the eyes of a sweet nine year old girl at the mental health facility I was a case manager at. I'm talking to her and casually asking her about her day. Then, I said something I'm not sure if I should have. I could tell by the look in her eyes that it shattered her world.
By E.L. Martin4 years ago in Psyche
Dad's Midas Touch
I walk into the entryway when I spy something glittering at the top of the wire rack. I'm fourteen and old enough to know better, but young enough that the canister tempts me. Dad always kept me away from it. He had a specific section in his outbuilding just for that sacred stuff. Even the WD-40 cans were intentionally placed out of my reach just in case. I was to go nowhere near it without permission or without command. I understood his concern.
By E.L. Martin4 years ago in Confessions
You'll Grow A Watermelon in Your Belly!. Top Story - June 2022.
Dear Dad, "If you swallow the seeds, you'll grow a watermelon in your belly!" sounds like an iconic Dad joke. Your child, aka me, remembers hearing the phrase well! Occasionally, it was even stretched to include apples seeds! Yikes! I was a gullible child, and oh-so-fun to pick on!
By E.L. Martin4 years ago in Confessions
Resurrecting a Recipe
One of my dad's favorite jokes was that he only liked two types of pie: hot and cold. When I began baking, I knew I had to make him one for his birthday. However, I lacked three things at the time: experience, time, and finesse. To solve this problem, I adapted a quick cobbler recipe, and added pie filling instead. I dubbed the revised creation pie bars. Then, I just needed to pick a flavor.
By E.L. Martin4 years ago in Feast
The Rise and Fall: Turmoil in the Heavens
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. There was a time, my dear child, when mankind had no knowledge of dragon kind whatsoever. Rumors of such magical beings had been heard of course, but their existence was not validated by mere human eyes. No, dragons were territory of the heavens: unbeknownst, like many things to the meager mortal mind. We were always kept in the dark. The heavenly beings intended for our existence to wait at doors and altars to provide worship and praise for their divine egos. Yet, the gods left us knocking, waiting, and longing for our purpose and answers to our questions about life’s truths. This is a tale about one of those times; a time they left us knocking, and a time when no gods answered the door, no god that is, except those who had been banished from the heavens already.
By E.L. Martin4 years ago in Fiction
Food Budgeting Tips for Beginners
With inflation on the rise, many individuals and families are becoming more aware of the overall price of foods, goods, and services. While some state they don't want to talk about it, others are bringing it up as a constant topic of conversation. Regardless of which side of the coin you are on, it is likely that everyone wants to save more money.
By E.L. Martin4 years ago in Lifehack
A Father’s Shadow and Its Deep Dark Depths
April 10, 1912 It is today that my hand is forced in taking a calculated risk. Father does not understand my neurosis, in fact, he abhors it at best. He claims that mother has coddled me, as I always was a sickly child. He believes that if I had spent more time outdoors in those earlier years that it would have served my health far better. He is as firm and fervent on that today as he was then; hence, his insistence on this venture. Along with his alleged claims of the fresh sea air doing my lungs some good, he also insists that as a young businessman I must learn the value of risk and reward. The potential for building connections and networking on this cruise is of utmost importance. The who’s who of businessmen will be on this ship’s historical maiden voyage. No sane or respectable man should refuse such an opportunity. However, this necessitates I do something I’ve feared for a long time; board a ship. I have done the best I can to mitigate various scenarios and put my mind at ease; despite this, my mind knows no such feeling.
By E.L. Martin4 years ago in Fiction
