Sympathetic Magic
Feeling poetically driven tonight. Just a quick poem, but I liked its cadence. Remember the melody: heart stops gut drops …
Feeling poetically driven tonight. Just a quick poem, but I liked its cadence. Remember the melody: heart stops gut drops …
Writer’s block kidnapped me this last week, and after hours of writing a line only to scratch it out, I …
Drown is my first completed novel, and one I am very fond of! It is a “New Adult” LGBT coming-of-age …
Looking within, he could not see past the broken statues crumbling on the cobblestone walk. He couldn’t see past the …
“Do you ever suppose,” he sighs to the window, “Do you ever suppose the world knows something we don’t?” His …
I’ve fallen behind on posting this week, as mommyhood and real life have taken me captive. I’m finishing up my …
I saw a woman on the street today. Her wings were dusty, faded like sun-bleached paper, and two feathers were …
An excerpt from my novel, Time and Tide, still in the process of creation. It is set in an original …
This is a poem I wrote in the elvish created by J.R.R. Tolkien used by elves in The Silmarillion and …
There is something about a black ribbon bound up in a woman’s hair or sitting on a nightstand. There’s a …