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Publication Credits
*Stalemate Prologue & Ch1 v1; Waiting for Rain; DACC lit mag
*Silvery Feud; Waiting For Rain; DACC lit mag
*Once Upon a Time; Waiting For Rain; DACC lit mag
*Fearing the Unknown v1; Waiting For Rain; DACC lit mag
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*The Photograph; DII Flash
*Andare alla Deriva; The Heraldic Tymes
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Hello! I'm Ash, a type of mud faery. My maker said, as a rule, I usually deal with whatever is left behind after a forest fire, turning pieces of burnt wood and ashes into new soil. But since fires are rare, I also work with dried out things, and, on occasion, dead stuff. Saronai adopted me. I'm her more earthy muse!
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Junkyard Beauty
The old, drab-coloured mom and pop bait shop several blocks away provided little in the way of entertainment, even for the most bored of pre-teens. I found myself there all the same, with nothing better to do than poke around. … Continue reading
Broken Pieces of Me
All morning I searched for some fiction bite to give, but this lasting cold and the tooth problem (though a bit better and getting taken care of soon) on top of working a little on the serial I plan to … Continue reading
Halloween Memory Collage
Happy Halloween everyone! All month my brain worked on which Halloween memory to go with for Memory Monday here. I never decided. Instead, I bring you all a picture collage of Halloween. Yes, I literally put in every picture (well … Continue reading
Poison
This entry starts with a warning. I hope to avoid a mature flag here, but I need to talk about it. I only hope people actually think about my words rather than flagging them mature out of hand. I start … Continue reading
Fridge Poetry
So cold! I’ve had this pack of magnets for years, almost a decade. Words make such nice decor and it makes me ever so glad I bought them. If you’ve seen a pack at your local bookstore, they’re fun to … Continue reading
Snow Faerie Dance
Snow Faerie Dance * Beautiful they fall, Dancing to the ground. Almost cannot see them, Unless you know to LOOK Glittery white figures, Disguised as flakes of snow, See the bigger picture, Their figures you’ll behold. They still my breath, … Continue reading
Blessed Bonds
Brat Yin is a pretty black cat. I very much think she’s a brat. Knocks over the vase, And lies on my face, Whenever I’m taking a nap! An old limerick I wrote about my cat, Yin, who I’m dedicating … Continue reading
Vision Quest
Vision Quest The drum sounds in my ear, A rhythmic, steady beat. The fire ‘fore me flares, Filling me with heat. Who faults imagination? It gives a place to go. Without imagination, some ends will have no goals. A cool … Continue reading
All in the Wings
Summer in North Carolina, though hot and sticky, presents a rich wildlife experience. My mother took us on adventures that year, but the marshes and swamps presented the best photo ops. There’s something amazing about seeing specific animals in the … Continue reading