“Let’s go over it one more time.” When he didn’t respond, the chief paused, glancing up from the constant rustle of paper to arch an eyebrow. “Lorcasf?” “Of course.” Domerin tried not to sigh. The chief was only doing her job, after all, and the situation warranted a thorough report. He wasn’t on trial, no …
One of our most anticipated stops on our return trip to York was the Merchant Adventurers’ Hall. It is a medieval-style building originally constructed in 1357 and remains the largest timber-framed building still standing in the UK. Though still used by the Merchant Adventurers’ for meetings and social activities, it mostly serves as a museum …
This week’s snippet continues from last week’s. It comes from Crossroads of Frozen Eternity, the second book of the Mystic Island Trilogy. … In the dim light of the village lanterns, a figure took shape. Long hair and billowing robes trailed behind him, a blot in the night. As she stood, Catilen rekindled her mage …
When she woke to birdsong, she knew it was going to be a horrible day. For one, it was far too early to be awake. She guessed the sun had only just risen and she hadn’t been allowed to sleep until well into the night. Secondly, the paper-thin walls of her so-called tent had barely …
In high school, my friends and I loved Sailor Moon. It was in the midst of revived popularity, largely because the end of season two had finally arrived in America, followed by seasons three and four. Sailor Moon was, in many ways, my gateway to writing. It’s one of those worlds that inspired many writers …
Switching gears this week, our new snippet comes from Crossroads of Frozen Eternity, the second book of the Mystic Island Trilogy. … Her gaze snapped upward. Her breath caught in her throat. Heart pounding, knees weak, she stumbled, trying to put the tree between her and the specter. In the starlight, he looked solid. The …
He was told he made a comical sight, hovering behind the bar with two tentacles perched at right angles to mimic elbows while a second set of delicate limbs rubbed a towel across the glistening wet surface of a mug. It seemed perfectly natural to him, but humans were particular about their norms. When he …
A few weeks back I used my own suggested character exercises with Domerin. I enjoyed stretching my creative muscles and I thought it might be fun to repeat the exercise with a character from Island of Lost Forevers. So let’s take a look at our leading lady; Catilen. Where does your character live? Go with …
Continuing from last week, this excerpt comes from Island of Lost Forevers, the first book in the Mystic Island Trilogy. Again, we leap a slight bit further into the sequence to see how Damian deals with the mess he made. … Guards with heavy wooden staves waited for him at the top of the stairs. …
“You don’t have to use the window, you know.” “Hello to you too, darling.” Silkfoot tossed the cream-colored waves of his hair over one shoulder. He didn’t normally leave signs of his entry, but this particular friend was sensitive to intrusions. Not that Crescent hadn’t smelled him the moment he opened the door. “You just …