Searching For The Silent Lady – a kickarse, piratey adventure story…

So, I wrote The Silent Lady originally for a friend. It was her birthday and I was poor. She is a weirdo, like me, and has a thing for pirates. So, I thought I would write her a story about a little girl that doesn’t fit in and then she finds out she is actually a kind of pirate queen/demi-goddess. Because that is what we all secretly want to be, right? A take-no-prisoners, save-the-world, water-god kind of gal. Lol.

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HorrorAddicts.net Press presents…Clockwork Wonderland.

Clockwork Wonderland contains stories from authors that see Wonderland as a place of horror where anything can happen and time runs amok. In this book, you’ll find tales of murderous clockworks, insane creations, serial killers, zombies, and a bloodthirsty jabberclocky. Prepare to see Wonderland as a place where all your worst nightmares come true. You…

The Wolves of Mercy Falls and monster tropes

Hello my weirdos I (sorta) recently finished reading The Wolves of Mercy Falls series by Maggie Stiefvater. I LOVE LOVE LOVE Maggie Stiefvater and this series was no different. I really enjoy her easy style of writing. It is smooth and flowing. I don’t have to read back over anything. And it is easy without…

Between Lost & Found – Chapter 8

The girl bathed in the stream nearby her little home. The water was fresh and cool on her skin. For a while she simply stood there, feeling the stream as it ran past, caressing her little, naked body. She tried to scrub her body – face, hair, fingers, nails, toes – to get them sparkling…

Between Lost & Found – Chapter 7

The girl ran through the woods. She jumped over fallen trees and ducked under low hanging limbs. She heard the thundering footsteps behind her and tried to pick up the pace. One of the dogs ran past her and the rest followed. The pack had grown but were still clumsy with their big paws and…

Between Lost & Found – Chapter 6

The Dracorlla woman slinked into the castle. The castle seemed to be a living thing, changing with each new master. The castle was thick and white, the walls glistened like the trails left behind snails. It shone with its own light. The spires and turrets were like broad spiraling pillars that held up the sky. The…

Between Lost & Found – Chapter 5

The girl closed her eyes so tightly it hurt her head. Time seemed to stretch on and on in front of her. Suddenly, she felt something hot and wet slide up the side of her face. She opened her eyes to see the giant black dog and its open mouth right in front of her, its…

Between Lost & Found – Chapter 4

The girl sang while she worked. Not any particular song, but just words that she strung together herself like pearls on a necklace. She had always enjoyed singing, but never did so around others, only when she was alone. Once she had sung in front of the mother at the orphanage. That was the first layer…

Between Lost & Found – Chapter 2

It was quiet in the bedroom of the orphanage. The girl could hear all the sounds that accompanied sleep. She had lain awake until she could hear no other sounds but. Then she slipped her bare feet out from under her meager rag blankets and placed them gently on the floor. She got up and…

Between Lost & Found – Chapter 1

‘Once upon a time there was a broken girl,’ the girl thought as she scrubbed the merciless wooden floor. She hated scrubbing those damned floors. Out of all the chores she had, it was the worst. The cold, hard floor bit into her knees as she worked the brush back and forth. It would soon…

I’m home!

So… For those who don’t know, over a year ago I had a house fire. We have been moving around for the past 12 months and we are now… finally… back home! Halle-fucking-lujah! This what my kitchen looked like and the rest of the house was not much fucking better. We did loose everything material,…

Juggling life while trying to write

Word Count: 33,875Day: Sunny and FreezingMood: Not too shabbyA problem that I seem to notice a lot of novice writers and big names seem to share is the ability, or the art, of being able to juggle normal civilian life and being a writer. We can’t do it all. But I think it all boils…