Zarina reached out nearly a year ago for someone to review her poetry book and her novella collection. I responded and since then I have had the pleasure of reading and review her works and now I have had the chance to interview her! Is being a writer a gift or a curse? Definitely a... Continue Reading →
I needed a drawing break. I did a bit more than normal, so I took a break and got the drawing bug again and decided to start working on John and Christine Comics. Here's the first!Check out my Patreon fo the finished product later in the month! I'll figure out a schedule I can keep.
Scuba—The start of something wonderful
We are vacationing in Roatan, Honduras with my family and had the opportunity to scuba dive for the first time. J, my husband, wrote up his experience and has allowed me to share it with you. (This also will be his debut writing post! Hopefully, I can get him to share more of his writing... Continue Reading →
Accident on Fairmount after 7:00 pm EST Today
Grey sedan crashed headlong this evening into a dark colored sedan. The roads were wet and rainy which may have contributed to the crash. As the first Police Car arrived, occupants of the grey sedan fled on foot South from the crash pursued by the Police Officer. Several witnesses left their vehicles to check on... Continue Reading →
Dandelions
We recently moved over 3,000 miles across the country to a Great Lake area city. With this, comes a large shift in climate. Our previous city was hot and dry in the summer and cold and dry in the winter. The green that one could see usually appeared dusty and dull, as if covered in... Continue Reading →
M. H. Elrich!
M. H. Elrich and I grew up telling stories and creating characters and worlds together. I am so honored and pleased to host her on my blog today as she launches her first book, Etania's Worth. I hope you enjoy her stories as much as I do!
#fanq&a
What was the first book to make you cry? I am not sure what was the first exactly. I do know what book made me cry on a reread. I lay in my loft bed clutching the pages, the words swimming in front of me. Old Dan and Little Ann are staring down the cougar... Continue Reading →