Wayward Writer
PART 3 Twas raven's wings that took me into the Long Night Realm, and set me on cliffs of Obsidion, above the sea of Never Dawn. A whirling wind caressed me through the thin veil of my black nightgown, featherlight in the crafting of whom I must become. I breathed in the scent of seagrass,... Continue Reading →
Part 1 It came to me in dreams of night, and through the veil softening reality's light. At times, I believed myself mad, insane. Those gossamer moments when my mind quieted and I watched the others from shadowed windows of sight. Over aware, as I sometimes became, they appeared different in ways that caused me... Continue Reading →
Depending on how long you have lived, your career field, or how social you are, at least a hundred versions of you exist in the world, right now. No, I don’t mean sci-fi/fantasy, multiple parallel universe versions of you. I’m talking about the versions of you as perceived by others who have crossed your path... Continue Reading →
Hello Friends, I recently encountered a problem when enthusiastically announcing I was reading another independent author’s book. I'll bet you can guess what happened. I hated the book. The Conundrum of Reviewing Other Indie Authors Writers, let’s face it, when we read a book, we are perceiving writing style, storytelling and overall composition of story... Continue Reading →
