Six Sentence Sunday: Stepping into Faerie
From Witch Hunt, Rosamunde returns to the land of Faerie escorted by a certain Fae gentleman: I watched him closely, but he didn’t seem to do anything in particular. I did…
Writing Witch Hunt
How is your November going? This has been one of my best ones yet! If you know anything about NaNoWriMo, then you know that today is the halfway mark of…
Six Sentence Sunday: The Exile
I'm writing the first draft of Witch Hunt for NaNoWriMo, and putting up each chapter live on Wattpad as I write it. (Read along for free during November, because after it's…
Research Wednesday: History of Calaveras County
I've been so busy with editing A Flight of Marewings that I haven't had much time for other projects. Now it's time for me to turn my attention back to Rosa…
Six Sentence Sunday: Trouble Maker
I'm about to release the first short story of a new series, Tales of Wyld Magic, called "Together We Will Fly". The short stories will supplement the larger Wyld Magic series,…
Six Sentence Sunday: The Stranglevine
I've just completed the third draft of Poised for a Flight of the Marewings or whatever I am going to call this silly novel (I've changed the title so many…
6 Sentence Sunday: The First Miracle
Inside the cage was an ogre, a terrifying creature that resembled a gigantic man with protruding fangs and brutishly large arms. In a satirical twist, the neophytes had painted its…
Six Sentence Sunday: The Chimaera’s Attack
A fierce growl came from behind a large rock. Two slitted eyes glinted back at him, then a second pair, then a third. The monster leaped up onto the rock…
Six Sentence Sunday: Varranor’s Crazy Scheme
From an upcoming short story, "Together We Will Fly": Varranor laughed. “This is not a jest! If we could capture a pair of marewings, we could fly to Irakleio, and…
Six Sentence Sunday: The Ghost
Korinna straightened up from binding the sheaves of wheat and saw her father’s ghost staring at her from across the field. Her heart leapt like a frightened doe, but she…