I feel like I'm spanning you guys with book covers. Sorry ^^; This time I just stuck with a green image since it's the direction I really want to go. Also, I may not have worded what it was I was looking for in the last poll. It's not that I'm looking for an image that stands out per se, but an image that would catch the interest of you as the ( Read more... )

The next installment of Thirteen Nails is up for anyone reading it. This one's a little more lighthearted and a little shorter than the last episode.

Episode Three: That's Magic for You

Thank goodness I'm done! I finished the first round of edits for Amrin the Dreamer ( Read more... )

Woo-hoo! I just entered my very first writing contest. I've normally shied away from writing contest since that's the last thing my ego needs to dwell on, but I was sent an invitation to join and I thought what the ehck, I'll give it a go. It's a way to get exposure if nothing else ( Read more... )

If anyone on my flist is reading, the next episode of my online story is up.

Episode two: In Dreams

The drums beat like an angry heart. Sebastian was escorted between two guards onto the scaffold, over the trap door. The rope was place around his neck. The crowd was silent, hundreds of eyes locked onto him, seeing him, confirming his existence for all of time. It didn’t matter that his name would be said with hatred, because his name would still ( Read more... )

Jantree didn’t believe Giacomo, and in fact seemed quite adamant about not believing him. It was as though for Jantree to believe Giacomo would mean inviting something wicked into the room, and to dismiss it as beyond preposterous would keep that from happening.

“Spirits possess. Beings with no physical form possess. But a living person cannot ( Read more... )

Giacomo sat on the steps of the Apothecary with his arms on his knees and his hands clasped so tightly together the skin had turned white. The day was aging, the clouds going from snow gray to gray blue, and no one paid any mind to the man huddling in front of the shop, which was as it should be.
Giacomo had come to this place not knowing where else ( Read more... )

It was strange how one could live a large portion of their life in a single place and never come to know that place in its entirety. In part because one never had a reason to, but also in part because there were some places less welcoming than others.
Giacomo had never been to the magisterial building, because to reach it would mean going through ( Read more... )

Giacomo had never stopped to consider whether or not he was an obsessive person. He’d never had a reason to. There wasn’t much in life that he wanted other than a meal, a warm place to sleep and enough time to observe the haloes.

But there was an inexplicable need clenching inside him to understand what it meant when a body had no halo, and he ( Read more... )