“Winter fights valiantly to hold the land. The earth and the sky are grey, leaden, and heavy with the cold. But here and there, scattered like jewels in the sodden grass, the first slender tips of daffodils start up toward the growing Sun. Something in us stirs …
I’ve talked about this book before, but The Felled Gods began as an idea in early 2014. In 2018, I gave it to a Beta Reader, who liked it, and highlighted a few places I could improve. I’ve left it …
“Will somebody, let me see the light within the dark trees shadowing. What’s happenin? Looking through the glass find the wrong within the past knowing. We are youth. Cut until it bleeds inside a world without the peace, face it. …
“The air is cold, metallic, sharp to breathe; scarves of woodsmoke drift in the sky over rooftops outlined with twinkling lights, and porch lamps gleam from early in the afternoon until long into the night.” – Michelle Morgan December …
In 2017, I set a ‘theme’ of ‘create.’ For 2018, I choose ‘trust.’ For those of you who aren’t aware of the back-story of my process, 2017 was an exhausting year that marked the end of a difficult transition period …
Traditionally, I avoid reading fiction during October and November, because when my brain is lost for words, it’s easy to end with a slight (or more obvious) copy of aspects if they are too familiar, too recently read. However, this …
