I wrote this story in response to a daily prompt on writing.com. The prompt for the day was to use the following words in a 1000-word story or poem: a single sock, coffee, merging, dinner, friends. This is the story I came up with. Emma stood in the middle of her living room, a single … Continue reading New Beginnings
Happy 2026. I have posted little more than my Sunday writing this year as I've been working on my novel. Back in 2022, I completed the first draft of my YA fantasy novel, tentatively titled, Meegan's Quest. It's the story of a sheltered half-elf teen, raised in seclusion by her elven mother, desperate to see … Continue reading Happy New Year!
My writing group gives us a prompt every week. I don’t always write to it because I’ve been concentrating on finishing my novel. But this week, I thought I’d use the prompt to reflect on past years and look at my expectations of 2026. The word ‘expectation’ is defined as ‘anticipation’ or ‘assurance’. As I … Continue reading Expectation
This is the latest story in the series about my continent of Adaran. These stories focus on events that happen around the characters in the novel I just sent off to my editor. Noxport is a sprawling port city perched on the edge of the Southern Sea. It thrives amid the tumult of merchants, pirates, … Continue reading Hidden Passages
The sun dawned over the elven city of Rithraunen, creating streaks of light across the ivy-covered spires pointing towards the sky. A pleasant breeze stirred the trees lining the edge of the city’s central square, where a group of elves had gathered in anticipation. This day began the project to build a revolutionary device to … Continue reading Gears of Time
Noxport, city of shadows, where the salt-stained air whispered of trade and treachery. Ships docked at the ancient piers, sails heavy with the weight of fortune. The city itself bent beneath the sway of those who lived by the murky currents of the port. It was a place where secrets hid in the folds of … Continue reading Evidence
Jenn’s fingers trembled as she wrung the cloth between her hands. The water’s chill seeped into her bones, but it wasn’t the cold that made her shiver. It was the silence, a quiet that stretched across this corner of Reevendale like a spider’s web, every thread laced with tension. The Gilded Chain hall was just … Continue reading Silent Waters
History classes in the United States teach that the first Thanksgiving was celebrated as one of the successful harvests early English settlers had with the help of the Wampanoag people in the early seventeenth century, during one of the peaceful moments between the two groups. Though its origins come from that 1621 shared harvest feast, … Continue reading Season of Gratitude
Once more, my prompt came from writing.com. Write a story or poem in which a mountain village wakes up to find that overnight, the season's first snow has fallen in strange, perfect shapes — spirals, symbols, and patterns no one can explain. A child claims the snow is trying to tell them something. What happens? … Continue reading First Snow
Once more, I delved into my Story Engine cards. This time, I drew cards that led to a scoundrel who wants to get revenge using a complex forgery, but he’ll have to keep a promise he’s been avoiding. Gavyn Voss never ignored a grudge, especially one as personal as the one between himself and Lord … Continue reading Ink of Vengeance
A piece of my scattered mind.
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