Twisted Heart (short fiction)

Twisted Heart (short fiction)

Her voice is like a corkscrew, boring deeper into my psyche than I want it to, curving wickedly through my bare consciousness and scarring the barriers I’ve constructed. I am not thinking straight. I am not thinking crooked. What mother would do this? What mother in...
Colorless (short fiction) 

Colorless (short fiction) 

Black, white and every single shade of grey, everywhere I look. The last scrap of—everything, really. Why do I do this? Why do I keep doing this to myself?  I should know better. Shouldn’t I? That words have power and that power hurts?  It always does,...
Camp NaNo 2016 | Day 12

Camp NaNo 2016 | Day 12

It’s national grilled cheese day. You know, just in case you were wondering or anything. No, I didn’t get to make the fantastic sandwich I was dreaming of for the past eight hours–but I’ll live. >_> Right. Happy 12th day of Camp NaNo....
Camp NaNo 2016 | Day 12

Camp NaNo 2016 : Day 3

Hey there Wrimos! How goes it for your first camp session of the year? I am off to a somewhat slow start and figured I should take a break and blog a bit, as my brain has turned to mush. (I hearby define mush as when I name a character “Braxton” simply...
Open Skies | Fantasy Fiction (#3)

Open Skies | Fantasy Fiction (#3)

A/N: I’m working on the next installment of this! Thanks for your patience–expect a slow build and eventual, massive universe. LOL. In my usual typical fashion, of course. Allen, Vince and Jaden all have a connection to Madison that will soon make itself...