I wasn’t exactly new to the area. I’d grown up in a mid-sized town about 60 miles away from where we were. The farmers here…
Fantasy writer and illustrator
Month: December 2022
Once there was a boy who slept and dreamed persistent dreams that, while he woke and wandered, kept their shapes and thoughts and themes. Each…
My bonny kitten lies in wait,oh, where the yarn did go?He leaps, then tries to stop; too late!looks up; he’s caught my toe. From a vss365 prompt:…
The old man wished he were as confident as he led people to believe. Or maybe not. Maybe that level of confidence would be dangerous.…
Her work done, the siren no longer sang, but still she hummed. It was a pleasant, buoyant, satisfied hum, and a human would have been…
There she was, on the counter. Oh, I’d make something solid too, no problem, but this was my morning star, my forbidden fruit… but not today.
So here’s how this blog — this website — happened after I hadn’t written a thing in years. This past August, I was on Twitter.…