I wrote this and more. www.SanguineAffliction.com releasing February 2021 and I’m back on twitter to promote my self published book, as well as other authors. I’m also on Facebook and still on Amazon. The Angry Crayon is (still) open and I’d just like to say, after almost 20 years, I win Norrath Studio. I win.

“What color are your ideas?” or “Are we just too damn sensitive?”

“What color are your ideas?” by GREER MACALLISTER


“The old chestnut “write what you know” is well-worn advice for improving the believability of your fiction, but is it more than that? How comfortable should you be basing your next book on a culture, gender, sexuality, race, class or other background that isn’t yours? This question flared up well beyond the writing community this summer when HBO announced that David Benioff and D.B. Weiss, showrunners of the incredibly successful (and soon to end) Game of Thrones, are developing a series called Confederate – which “takes place in an alternate timeline… in which slavery remains legal and has evolved into a modern institution.”

The outcry was immediate. Two white writers taking on an exploration of one of history’s greatest atrocities against black people didn’t sit well with a lot of potential viewers, including writer Roxane Gay, who addressed it with an op-ed piece in the New York Times called “I Don’t Want to Watch Slavery Fan Fiction.” She wrote, “Each time I see a reimagining of the Civil War that largely replicates what actually happened, I wonder why people are expending the energy to imagine that slavery continues to thrive when we are still dealing with the vestiges of slavery in very tangible ways.”

Honestly, I was intrigued with the idea of an alternate timeline where the South won and slavery had evolved into our time. What IS the difference between white writers writing this or black writers? I think the potential content embedded with conflict from both perspectives can be enlightening, thought provoking, as well as entertaining.

We are a society who thinks nothing of our fellow humans and only of immediate satisfaction. We are a mentally selfish society, steeped heavily in technology. A society that, 8 years ago, saw promise in racial relations, but in this recent year, found the strife that separated us as human beings and labeled us as colors. Why not explore this type of thought?

What’s the difference of imagining the world favoring the dinosaurs and not humans? Gender role reversal? If the Nazis had won? Think about it – while you still have the freedom to do so.

Excerpt from Blood Memory: Origins

Coming soon –


“I don’t know what hurt me worse, Hammer – you breaking the Alpha’s trust or you not being able to tell me after what we’ve been through.” Brig looked away, swallowing the large lump in his throat. “I know there are some secrets you just can’t tell, but,” Brig felt a large tear spill from his eye and he quickly wiped at it, clearing his throat, “I might have been upset then, but you’re still my cousin, Hams. You have always been closer to me than my own brothers, and I love you. You were such a little shit when we were kids, but I didn’t help you because I pitied you. Not because our father’s pushed us together, planning from before we were even born. I did it because you were my best friend. Fought those fights with you because we were blood. Protected you in life and for the pack because I respected you. Regardless of the circumstances, I would have been there for you, if only so you wouldn’t have had to suffer alone.”

Both men, alpha males and deadly werewolves, sat quietly in their seats. Hammer closed his good eye and turned away as he let the emotions that had been beaten down in him release into a strangled sob. Brig got off the couch and pulled Hammer up, embracing his cousin. Together, they silently wept, mourning the loss they had to suffer as men, fixing what had went wrong. Hammer bear hugged his cousin, unable to control the massive wave of emotions.

They were blood, through and through, balls to bone, and despite being forced into a symbiotic relationship for the families, their friendship was true and real. There wasn’t anything they wouldn’t and haven’t done for each other.


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The Angry Crayon presents: The Hunger Games Mafia!





For those of you that remember, The Angry Crayon is hosting another Mafia game. A last man standing, kill your friend, lit game with murder, mayhem, intrigue, and lots of writing.

You create a character within the guidelines, wait for your ‘role’ (townie, mafia, Godfather, doctor, sheriff, and if we’re lucky, the Serial Killer! Mafia know who other Mafia are, townies (the innocents) have no clue. Title players either put the hit on someone (godfather), Identify someone as either mafia or not mafia (Sheriff), or straight up murderize someone (Serial Killer). Everyone votes at a designated time to kill who they think is ‘mafia’, and then we sit and wait.

All played on The Angry Crayon, the Mafia will have a super squirrel facebook page in which to communicate. 100% secret – only the Mafia can see and no one can see the members.

If you don’t play this time (and you really should), definitely keep an eye on the murderizing and accusations – hell, that’s half the fun!!! See you there!




Part 8

A traitor in their midst.



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The Outer Rim – Part 6

The Pipers find themselves in the OR’s core with still no sign of the station’s inhabitants, prisoners, or Simon Huntington. Then Red gets lucky.