As Malusk rushed everyone except Garrick through the door, the priestess and her giant spider attacked. “You have meddled for the last time, Horc!” screamed the Drow, seeing the party disappear into the tomb. Skrie watched as the priestess whispered another spell, no doubt hoping to prevent the party from returning the artifacts. A noxious … Continue reading The Lady of Light
(C) 2022, JJ Shaun I spent January working on the novel I wrote for National Novel Writing Month back in November. I finished my first read-through on Monday. Now, I’ll look at it again and add more detail where it feels thin. I’ll also look at the feedback from my Alpha Readers. However, I’ve already … Continue reading Working On My Novel
“Where do you think it leads?” asked Garrick. “Dunno,” replied the half-orc. “It goes down int’ th’ dark further than I c’n see.” “Let’s see what’s in the altar room,” said Theren. “What about the skeletons?” asked Skrie. “Did anyone but me notice that they didn’t react until we attacked?” asked the mage. “Er,” said … Continue reading Escape and Back Again
The last four years have been brutal on my mental and emotional well-being. Losing my job, then our home, getting covid, and sending my four-legged buddy over the Rainbow Bridge, all over a year and a half, had me ignoring my physical body. My diet crashed, I gained a bunch of weight, and my overall … Continue reading A Year For Self-Care
The amount of decay of the body under the collapsed stairway indicated that the stairs had buckled within the last tenday. A ladder led down into the lower chamber. Skrie waited at the bottom while the rest of the party descended into the catacombs. Exploring the room, Theren saw a lever against one wall. Pushing … Continue reading Down the Rabbit Hole
I had a rant all written up about the attack on the hobby I use as a writing vehicle. After thinking about it and reading more from people who are more informed than I am about the legal aspects of Big Business Evil GuyTM (BBEG) trying to dump on the independent creators, I decided to … Continue reading I Wrote a Novel … Now What?
Approaching the door carefully, Skrie peered inside the dark entry room. The cleric slipped into a corner, letting her eyes adjust to the dim glow from the doorway. She knew the human cultists were just as night-blind as she, so she figured shadows were safe spots. Hiding in a darkened corner of the entry, Skrie … Continue reading Into the Ruin
First Reader and I drove up to drool in our new house this past week again. Despite the high winds repeatedly ripping some of the protection from the roof (the company keeps putting more back on), it looks good. No squatters of either the four- or two-legged variety have moved in. Those have been a … Continue reading Rebuilding the Dream, Pt 126
Skrie and Theren inspected the items the party recovered from the tower while Malusk and Garrick slept. They sorted everything into two groups, items embedded with magic and mundane objects. Placing the everyday things in a sack, the pair turned their attention to identifying those imbued with magic. They smelled all the vials, even the … Continue reading Return to Nemeademore
Happy New Year, everyone. After a couple of weeks of shouting into the Void about still being displaced, First Reader and I have accepted that the dream of returning to the mountain will have to wait until Spring. Having heard from our sales rep this week, she confirmed what we were beginning to suspect—the house … Continue reading Rebuilding the Dream, Pt 125
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