You are my everything
From cloud cover on a burning hot day
To shelter from a devastating storm
You are my only
You are my lover
You are my happy tears
You Are
How Life Got Me
I need a break
A break from being exhausted
Hurt
And sad
A moment from being mind-drunk
Paralyzed
And mad
Angry at how life got me
How it treated me for show
I only need a moment
To keep going
To keep afloat
Behind the Scenes of “Father’s Odd Requests”
“Father’s Odd Requests” started as a writing prompt that wanted the beginning of a story to start with a father’s two requests. When working with this prompt, I let my mind run wild, which was fun. I thought to myself, what are two very odd requests that a dead father could have (because I like things a little dark), and then built my story around that. I love how it opened a whole creepy, whimsical world filled with mystery and how that world helps begin the journey for a son who was never close to his father.
“Father’s Odd Requests” is about a son and a daughter who set out to fulfill their father’s odd requests, which are finding a certain “Ice Blue” cotton candy to put at his grave along with a coin that he always carried in his ankle. After that, they are supposed to videotape what happens to show their mother.
This truly amazing artwork with so much detail was done by Eli Cuaycong. I really can’t believe how he was able to bring this story to life with just one scene. It’s one of my favorite art pieces, and I am so excited to have it up on our wall when we move in the near future.
My plan and hope is to expand on this story that takes place in The Kasverse. I truly cannot wait to watch James grow and uncover his father’s secrets.
If you want to read this story about a son’s connection with a father who has passed, feel free to click below.
The Weaver of Light’s Gift of Forfeit
A weaver of light
Calls to the stars
Taking their essence one by one.
Cradling them,
She braids them to yarn,
Offering it to only the royal ones.
Listing by name
The gifts are each set
Bound to the lives of most fit.
But if they blink out,
Each royals’ dress,
Their life will forever be forfeit.
Behind the Scenes of “Whispers of the First Witch”
“Whispers of the First Witch” is a short story about a girl who has lost her mom and follows the whispers that took her mother to hopefully find her again. It was a fun story to write and even more fun to work with Eli Cuaycong on this art piece to bring out the creepy factor of the story.
How this story came to be was with a picture prompt about a year ago! The picture we were given was of a piece of playground equipment called the witch’s hat. You can see that piece of equipment behind the creature. When I began to write the story, my mind took me back to when I was a child, and how we had the same equipment in our small town. I loved playing on it and used to imagine it taking me to other places when I would spin with it, especially at night.
In the story itself, the daughter sees her mother as she was before but does notice that her mother seems slightly different. For this art piece, we brought out what the mother really looks like inside as she is trying to coax her daughter to come to her with whispers.
This story takes place in The Kasverse and has strong ties to Wyreli, which will be visited in later stories and is where all of civilization, demons, witches, and the world truly started.
If you want to read this short story, you can click below to be taken to its page on my website.
Happy spooky reading!!
Parallel Horizons
There is beauty in parallel horizons, especially when they kiss over the calm, tranquil waters meeting the moon.
Behind the Scenes of “Oceana Estate”
This is concept art by Julija Gumbryte for my short story “Oceana Estate,” which is a small spooky story written in lyrical-like prose. This story started when I was doing a group where we were given a prompt and only a couple minutes to write a quick story with it. I believe the prompt was “last house on the left.”
I enjoyed writing this short piece and also enjoyed working with Julija. It was her idea to bring the houses closer to the character.
If you would like to read the short story, all you have to do is click on the picture, and you will be taken to the page we have set up for this special short story.
Thank you everyone for everything.
Only If
Even though I have no more love left for you,
You invade, barrelling in, creating your own
Through you, I learn I can love again
That my heart has no limit
That I can grow fonder each and every day
If treated right
Devour My Recollection
Trail my worry
Follow my angst
So my fears won’t seize you
Understand my fury
Recognize my hate
So my loathe won’t pursue
Grasp my love
Devour my heart
So I will never escape
Steal my memories
Recollect my lore
Don’t make my same mistakes
Where To
Please reflect on my end
And not my beginning
When I pass into the unknown.
See how far I’ve come
And where to I am going,
Not where my stories were once told.
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 