The lovely Anne hosted a guest post by me on The Reading Life. She was a delight to be in contact with and her book reviews are excellent. Not to…
He found it on a country lane. A beast of curling black fur and heavy paws. Its red eyes lit up its face in the dark; long muzzle, long tongue,…
Lovely author and book reviewer Lin Ryals kindly had me over on her blog to talk about writing about what frightens you until it becomes something familiar. Includes some snippets…
Their eyes meet across the burning glade. Fire still trails from the hands of the first, and the flames dance in her sad eyes. The second is covered in ash….
I’m raising a draxel from ClockworkCaracal — a completely unique little pixel-dragon which at each stage of its life will be given new art. It’s currently just a little egg…
She kicked the skeleton squarely in the chest, then drew her twin shortswords. ‘Still think this was a good idea?’ Her companion raised her staff and lightning cracked down from…
Her dog was a creature of moonlight and chill wind. It lived on the hill behind her house, in the ruins of the old stable. She’d been up there to…
She played late into the night and then later still, ignorant of the shadows pressing in on all sides, uncaring of the heaviness of her limbs or the life set…
They met at twilight: a woman, scratched and sore, and a fox with mauled ears and eyes like reflected stars. The fox had one leg lifted, poised to flee. The…
He made it to the rooftop, fingers slipping on the rain-slicked tiles, skin cold and stung by the falling sky. She huddled by the false chimney. Her arms hugged her…