WIP-it Wednesday: March 15th, 2017

Time for a new weekly writer’s roundup of my works-in-progress and those ready to read! Vivian’s Last Cigarette had a great deal of editing movement this week, specifically last Wednesday. Jessica, finally feeling better, started on the second act and ended up reading all five chapters in one sitting. Then she DEMANDED the last act... Continue Reading →

Mid-Week Muses: “Half a Dream, and a Pound of Vengeance”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! "I'm really sorry..." His tabby hand covered hers. "Hey, it's ok. GARS crossbred me with a cat... You'd be weird to stay with me." #1lineWed Robin held her brother's hand. "Take it easy, your fever's still bad."... Continue Reading →

Mid-Week Muses: “…Orifices Wide and Howling”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! Enna took up the wooden sword looking to her father. "You could've slept in for your birthday," he said. "Teach me." #1lineWed #amwriting They trudged down the stairwell steps, cubicle accoutrements in boxes. Carol looked to Tim.... Continue Reading →

WIP-it Wednesday: March 1st, 2017

Time for a new weekly writer’s roundup of my works-in-progress and those ready to read! My second reader found her top gear last week, and I was overjoyed to get the remainder of her notes on the first act by Friday. With those and her prior notes in hand, I was able to get started... Continue Reading →

WIP-it Wednesday: February 22nd, 2017

Time for a new weekly writer’s roundup of my works-in-progress and those ready to read! Over the weekend, I finished editing the final five chapters and the remaining 30% of Vivian’s Last Cigarette. Now the entire book has reached a second draft state! I’ve also received notes from my second reader on chapters one through... Continue Reading →

Mid-Week Muses: “Gym was the worst…”

A weekly compilation of collected microfictions composed by yours truly. If your time is short, these are shorter! With a gurgle of blood, Gathron's beloved friend died in his arms. Wrathful eyes turned to the enemy as he took up a fallen sword. #1LineWed She stopped running, too late to reach the departing bus. Seconds... Continue Reading →

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