Til There Was Quiet

Fleeing, hiding, escaping, self-harm. Kneeling, reeling, holding herself, overcome. Misery, apathy, nothingness, alone. Clear tears, red tears, side by side as one. Crying, dying, she exhaled and was gone. ©May Continue Reading →

Writing for Me

Tears on the page where hearts do roam, yet, even as I’m resting my eyes I’m wondering who in a world falling into darkness would want to read hopeful fantasy Continue Reading →

Compassionate Strength

So long dismissed with condescending ridicule, described as weakness by those who feared. Mistaken for a timid voice of weakness, it was millions of voices of endurance, voices waiting for 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 →

The ALL

The idea came to her out of nowhere, but maybe not, maybe there was inspiration. Maybe it was born in a vista’s humbling moment or while running fingers over the Continue Reading →