A New Project: Summoning Shadows

I took the plunge. In the end, I write for me and this is what Me wanted to do. The backstory story I started last month (and also finished last Continue Reading →

Vistanna

*A glance at my protagonist, Vistanna Ravinka Martavian. Half shadow, half light, halfway between a place that was and never was. Seeing thru darkness, suppressing light, illumination on a leash Continue Reading →

Writing the Backstory as Story

Backstory. In the past I’ve tried all manner of approaches, from making a list of points to creating a more formal outline to writing a narrative outline, which I still Continue Reading →

The Bridge in Distant Farthing

Outside the bedroom, Merelda Phlane leaned her head back against the wall and resisted the desire to conjure a demon who’d end the torment each night brought. Losing the love Continue Reading →

Revisiting World Building in Pannulus

The Pannulus map is done, but more important, it’s done far ahead of schedule. Another map? Yup, but the story for this one is different than the other two. The Continue Reading →

New Maps & New Writing

Time for a old-fashioned update since I’ve completed a multitude of projects recently. There are other projects in-progress and many others waiting in the wings, but as of late completion Continue Reading →

Stream of Consciousness Interview

Recently, I was contacted by myself and asked if I was interested in being interviewed, and after some messaging back and forth, a time was set when we’d be together. 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 →

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 →