This is part two of my work-in-progress. Read Part 1: Unknown Someone was yelling. Jammary’s voice didn’t deviate from monotone but how could he have company? She didn’t care. She just wanted the shouting to stop. It did. Finally, Camin could go back to sleep. Slowly, she slid her hand under the pillow, grabbed the hilt of her dagger…
This one took longer to write then expected. I mean, I sat here looking at this short passage for ages wondering what was off about it. It smelled like decaying bodies and lavender. Her nose found it entertaining. “Look, Guardian, where are we going?” The siblings stopped walking. Camin Barice let her breathe out slowly….
Ever have a story idea that just stuck with you? You write the story then, months or years later, you reread it and…it’s garbage. Instead of using it for spare parts like the others, you start over. You repeat this until you’ve rewritten the same story maybe four or five times. The characters didn’t ensnare…
Only a couple of pages to edit and I’ll be done with my first novel! Okay, technically, this is not the first novel I’ve written but, it’s my first potentially publishable novel. I’ve been working on this one for at least 7 years. Fortunately, it’s now a part of a series so I don’t have to say goodbye…
It’s easy to get caught up in the big picture of your novel and forget your character is wearing a watch for no reason. I was so zoned in on figuring out things like power and back story, I didn’t realize that although I had gotten rid of most indoor plumbing in my village, a…
I know you’ve been waiting with batted breath to find out what happens to Contessa and Cezon and who is the child anyway. Will your questions be answered? You’ll have to read to find out. For a recap, read: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 *** Cezon shook his head. “You sound like your mother.”…
My writing style has changed…again but I don’t mind. It’s not like I can do anything about it. Well, I can but my story would suffer. I’m really excited to see how this one turns out. Maybe a bit too excited. I need to keep telling myself just becasue I like the detail doesn’t mean…
This is the first new short story I’ve written in years. I’ve been so focused on polishing my novels, I haven’t worked on any new projects. It’s still a work-in-progress. I don’t even know how it’ll end but I’m having a lot of fun with it! *** Because of the monsters, people no longer stood…
