Stepping into Stories, One Word at a Time
"The inky blue of the forest path called to her, and she let her feet take her into her favorite part of the woods for a moment of solitude, and respite from her own mind. The last of the night’s drizzle trickled through the canopy and dripped down the back of her neck. She shivered... Continue Reading →
"There seems to be a story that you keep telling yourself, and I understand… it has served you for some time. It was real. It kept you safe. But you’ve outgrown that tale, and now it’s holding you back from becoming who you are really meant to be."A Fellowship of Bakers & Magic If you... Continue Reading →
"The Hall women were born to hard breaks and bad decisions. They fell in love with the wrong people so consistently it was as though an ancestral curse doomed them to heartbreak, from a grandmother married to a guy so terrible she killed him, to Charlie’s last boyfriend , who shot her. Posey said that... Continue Reading →
"Nantheam was different from any other city I had ever lived in or visited. It was steeped in millennia of culture and history and had grown organically rather than being meticulously planned and established mere centuries ago. I am sure other places on Ganmak have a similar history, but with Nantheam being the biggest metropolis... Continue Reading →
"Eyes narrowed in concentration, Eleanor knelt in front of the kitchen fire and stared at the hearthstone directly before her, willing the symbol that she knew was magically embedded there to appear. As she did so, she felt a thin trickle of power flowing from her to it, a sensation that was unsettingly like blood... Continue Reading →
"When I first started playing MMORPGs, I used to use a headset. I don't anymore. You know why? Because when boys hear a girl's voice, they either come for you unnecessarily, thinking you'll be easy prey, or they think everything you say is flirting. Being nice to a geek whole being visibly female is the... Continue Reading →
Of Worlds Forgotten 