Why Is Your Father’s Arm on the Kitchen Table? Why Is Your Father’s Arm on the Kitchen Table? By Megan Cutler | June 1, 2018 | Comments 0 Comment Every now and then an idea pops into my head that strikes me as so brilliant it causes me to break my own rules. This is one such scene. I know I said I was going to tone down the amount of Domerin on this blog… but this scene just had to BE. For context, … Read More Read More
Domerin Gets His Own Tea! Domerin Gets His Own Tea! By Megan Cutler | May 14, 2018 | Comments 0 Comment Did you know Adagio Teas allows you to make your own fandom-based blends and share them with other tea lovers? When I first found out about their site, they actually pitched it to me this way; you can make teas based on your books and characters and your fans can purchase them. Isn’t that cool? … Read More Read More
Robin is Really Smart Robin is Really Smart By Megan Cutler | April 27, 2018 | Comments 1 comment This was a random sequence that popped into my head one day and stuck around. Sometimes these are my favorite kind of scenes to write. This may not be a defining moment in Domerin’s life, nor even in Robin’s, but it is certainly one that Domerin lingers over when he thinks of his experience with … Read More Read More
Top Six Prompts from the Second Year Top Six Prompts from the Second Year By Megan Cutler | March 9, 2018 | Comments 0 Comment On the 31st of July, 2015, I posted my first ever writing prompt. It kicked off a weekly tradition of taking time to write for myself, for fun, for practice and for personal development. Since I don’t write them every week, it has taken me two and a half years to get through two years … Read More Read More
Not the Best Idea; A Tale of Temperance Not the Best Idea; A Tale of Temperance By Megan Cutler | December 1, 2017 | Comments 1 comment And, we’re back! I’ve done two rounds of Seven Deadly Sins prompts, mostly because I have such a large pool of characters to draw from. While flipping through other prompt suggestions, I happened to find a list of the Seven Heavenly Virtues (which seem to get a lot less press). In case you’ve never heard … Read More Read More
The Price of War; a Tale of Wrath The Price of War; a Tale of Wrath By Megan Cutler | February 3, 2017 | Comments 1 comment For all their complaints about having to run laps in full combat gear, Domerin’s soldiers never fully appreciated how bulky and awkward their combat armor really was until they were forced to wade through dense jungle undergrowth in it. The only things worse would have been loose sand or snow; both of which Domerin tried … Read More Read More
Space and Dark Space Space and Dark Space By Megan Cutler | October 24, 2016 | Comments 3 comments I’ve been posting writing prompts for a year now. A lot of them are interconnected in one way or another, so it may be time for a little site re-organization. It’s true I am telling stories in fragments, but it may be time to let them be stories. I have been steadily introducing the characters … Read More Read More
Their Childhood Their Childhood By Megan Cutler | October 7, 2016 | Comments 2 comments One of my strongest memories is the day I met my father. It happened not long after the death of my mother; a day I can’t forget no matter how hard I try. I thought the mystery of my father died with her, that he would always be a ghost, haunting the edge of my … Read More Read More
Why Do You Keep Pretending? Why Do You Keep Pretending? By Megan Cutler | August 12, 2016 | Comments 2 comments The thrashing never woke him up anymore. He’d grown too used to it. That bothered him. In the past, he’d been able to apply a gentle prod or a soft murmur, even if he pretended to be asleep afterward. Now he didn’t wake until he heard the loud thump indicating Domerin had run into one … Read More Read More
Character Takes Care of Sick Friend Character Takes Care of Sick Friend By Megan Cutler | June 17, 2016 | Comments 2 comments “No, really, you don’t have to stay.” Domerin didn’t have the energy to put his usual tone of command into the statement, but he hoped his tone would do the trick anyway. It didn’t. His daughter’s boyfriend still hovered over his bed, shifting from foot to foot, head hanging as though he’d just been caught … Read More Read More