How Writing Exposed My Oxygen Deprivation

Please bear with me because this sounds like it’s going to be an odd post (and it’s a bit long), but it’ll make sense in the end. This is a Continue Reading →

Writer’s Key

Helpless, watching the door lock itself in her mind, the answers sought hidden on the other side. Screaming, beating the desk beside the page, the lock failing to disengage. Locked Continue Reading →

Tremjara Unveiled

It’s done. I can’t put it more concisely than that. It’s done. The Tremjara map is finished. Three years. It’s taken longer than a novel does for many. If I Continue Reading →

A Female Friendship in Fantasy Fiction

I don’t set out to write themes into my work, they come to life on their own, but that isn’t to say I’m unaware they exist. When they do I Continue Reading →


Give me the gray… black and white has its virtues, and colors bright fill me with delight but the gray places, the shadows, the twilight, those are places my stories Continue Reading →

Writing Before the Dawn

The remains of the night cloaked the chill, another morning-in-rising threatening the sky… She sipped her tea, the keyboard whispered, kitty purred. Beyond the pane each star bowed down before Continue Reading →

Introverted Writer, Introverted Protagonist

There are many labels I could apply to myself. Some I’ve sought, others I’ve accepted, and still others were imposed. None describe my life on a minute-to-minute basis like introvert Continue Reading →