I’m having a moment, trapped in my body. I curl my hand around the coffee mug, and the heat of it holds me fast to my body, to the here, and the now, and the physical. Small wonder: I’m coming out of a two day long migraine attack and I am achingly aware of my… Continue reading Coffee and Cat Hair: Devotional Stories
Enella wrapped her iron grip around my forearm and pulled me to my feet. Whatever heaviness had dropped me dissipated, as if my body didn’t dare resist her. She wanted me on my feet, so on my feet I would be. I didn’t even wobble, which was impressive, because I couldn’t actually feel my feet.… Continue reading Writing Challenge Quarantine Edition No 5?
I knelt on the floor of the closet with my fingers pressed to the floor boards. There was no reason this part of the room should be that much colder than the rest of the house, but it was. And — ah ha! I hadn’t imagined the draft, either. There, in the corner where… Continue reading
New Novel in progress! I am possibly more excited about this than I should have a right to be, at least if we’re going by my track record. How many times have I said this? And how many novels have made it to the light of day? But, I’m not going by my track… Continue reading About Project Draft With Me
*insert waggling eyebrows here* This isn't new material, mind, but it's stuff I had published online ages ago, and have sitting around collecting dust. I've been telling myself I'd release it in a collection at some point . . . clearly, that's not happening. Instead, I'll be tossing the stories up here whenever I have a spare… Continue reading Wanna read some of my fiction for free?
I feel like every time I make some One Decision on How to Proceed with anything in my life -- spiritual shit, writing shit, anything else shit -- I then freeze up, studder to a halt, and have to break through my own getting in my way in order to actually proceed. And, damn it… Continue reading The process, thoughts, decisions, angst.
Or: The month wherein I remember to stop and smell the *&^%ing lilacs. Because, they’re blooming, and they’re my favorite flower of all time. There are three bushes in the neighborhood that I watch, that bloom at different times thanks to differences in sun exposure. The early blooming one is already full; the latest blooming… Continue reading April Check In (now edited to fix spacing issues, holy crap!)
[shameless plug within a shameless plug: patrons and story subscribers receive early access to all my written material. See this page for details] The creature ran a tongue along pointed teeth, then flicked her tongue out to touch my cheek. “Mmm. Do you know, your kind tastes the best. Sweet from your power, soft from… Continue reading Spirit Taken: an excerpt
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I miss your snores, your bed-lumps under the blankets. I miss the way you'd coming looking for me, if I left the bed for too long. I miss the way had to watch everyone, all the time, even though we both knew you couldn't see them very well, Especially at night. I miss getting stuck… Continue reading I miss you, boo.