ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Pondering Corporis is the home for author C.S. Colvin
And the first in a series of fantasy novels titled “Hippocrates and The Hobgoblin: The Child of Mürindür”. Here you will find all things in the realm of Mürindür, the blog Hippocrates’ Satchel, and musings in poetry from the author.
I was born and raised in Texas, spent most of my young life in Central Texas near Austin, and went on to graduate from UT Health Science Center Medical School in Houston. I completed residency training in Emergency Medicine, served in the U.S. Army as a medical officer (AOC 62A), taught residents in military and civilian academia, and currently work in private practice. I grew up in the country, and as a result garnered a deep appreciation for the outdoors and our role as stewards of the natural habitat and wildlife.
From a young age, I’ve loved to write anything from poetry and prose to short stories. This journey of novel authorship is a milestone for me, and a promise I made to myself years ago while in college. I wanted to create a magical world where exploration of the common good, the purpose of man, and the meaning of adversity were smelted in the fires of redemption, thus crafting the hero within our own minds. Medicine may be my conduit to humanity, but my writing is the linchpin to worlds yet explored, and I hope you will join me.
BODY OF WORK
Hippocrates & The Hobgoblin - The Child of Mürindür
Creed Huntly finds himself in another world after a violent tragedy in the mortal realm, only to slowly discover his past and present collide in a cataclysmic battle for the survival of Mürindür. His hobgoblin friend and mentor, Ojin, rescues and revives Creed for the perilous journey cast before them. As he wakes and remembers, Creed must relearn his purpose as Hippocrates in an attempt to protect his immortal bride, Celeste, and unborn son from the clutches of Leterum, while searching for the means of survival for those most vulnerable and neglected in their lands. His legacy as the chosen leader of the Luxatio has led him to the moment where the world of Mürindür hangs in the balance, and only those chosen few, willing to give of themselves, hold the means to redemption and salvation for their realm.
Hippocrates and The Hobgoblin: The Sedes Infernum
The world of Mürindür burns in the aftermath of Durdan. The Princess has been lost to the River Ebon, and Creed must survive as he protects their young son from a cruel fate. Leterum seeks to rebuild an ancient altar to raise Acrom from his confines, as his army decimates the survivors. The realm remains leaderless as the Queen is lost in mourning, and the balance of existence is no more. Creed reunites with his hobgoblin friend, Ojin, and their band of Luxatio, as they seek to hold some semblance of control in an effort to deter Leterum, and unify the lands once more. As they race to find an altar piece of their own, they soon discover that it will be upon the shoulders of man that humanity's destiny best resides.
Dream Jar
What if you could bottle up your dreams, and enjoy them time and again? Race them, chase them, and lose yourself in the wonder of it all? The world is beautiful when seen through the eyes of imagination and the endearing adventures of childhood. Join us as we venture into the young mind of a little boy as he realizes the greatest joy of all was with him the entire time.
Tea Sipping Trees
Hurry! Hurry! Off to the woods we must go! Join us on an adventure as we race to plant a precious gift with a little help from our Tea-sipping Trees! You didn’t know that trees sip tea? Of course they do! In fact, they’re having a tea party right now! Find Aspen, Willow, and Baby Blue Spruce, but watch out for the Bristlecone Pine! He’s a little grumpy. From the imagination of C.S. Colvin, author of “Dream Jar” and the “Hippocrates and The Hobgoblin” series, comes an endearing tale of saving one of the last endangered Chestnut Trees, an American icon all but gone from our precious landscape.
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Geography Lessons
It’s truly surreal to witness the severity and brevity of Life day in and day out like some cyclical orbit of continuous disarray. Almost as if the solar system was on a constant playback orchestrated by a maestro indifferent to the tunes and chorus of the work as the same song plays over and over until you can hear it in your sleep. Rhyme and reason do not tarry on the precipice of reality.
For every ER shift, I pass through a cognitive transition, intentionally, as I cross the threshold of ambulance bay doors into a state of mind and function quite distinct from the man my family sees each day. Who I am on shift is not who I am in our living room. These two men are not the same. They cannot be.
Posted by Chris Colvin on Sep 02, 2023
Get in Touch with The Author
Medicine may be my conduit to humanity, but my writing is the linchpin to worlds yet explored, and I hope you will join me.