I was always creating stories, settings, and characters just for fun. When I was fifteen, I took a creative writing summer enrichment course (yes, I was that nerd, who went to school in the summer just because…).
In truth, it all started while I was looking into a snow globe, picturing a young woman sitting in an old tree swing. Her feet were dangling in the air just above a rippling little creek that edged a dense, darkened forest. I wondered what she must be thinking, what her life was really like. She had such a sense of calm about her—happiness, peace, serenity.
Dear fellow writers: I need you! As I write this, I think about the WWI posters featuring Uncle Sam pointing a finger. I need you! Well...I need you if you write a certain genre. legendsofgreenisle.com is branching out and adding a new feature - An Author Spotlight page for those who write YA/Adult: Fantasy, Epic... Continue Reading →
When I was creating the series of Legends of Green Isle, one of the biggest obstacles I came across was naming characters. I didn't want them to sound silly. (I could see them frowning at times when I posed a name that was reminiscent of a comic book hero). Fantasy characters like my dragons, elves,... Continue Reading →
I have yielded Yet, against my will. The light which now guides me is not my own. Sweet death, Sweet bird, carry my news to the kingdom. Their prince, their King, has succumbed to darkness. Who shall lead them? Who shall show compassion now? Fly little bird, fly far. Find thy knight. Seek him who... Continue Reading →
Legends of Green Isle is my baby. Six books with the possibility of three additional ones which tell the back story of Green Isle, has been in the process since 2003. I'm amazed at how people can generate books within a few short months. I guess that's why I'm blogging about Legends today, because it's... Continue Reading →
“Let them come,” the husky voice whispered in the dark confines of the cavern. “Send the brollachan after those who survived the first attack. Splinter them further.” “Yes, my lord, as you wish,” the witch hissed. The form on the other side of the mirror dissipated, leaving the glass clear, reflecting only the bent and... Continue Reading →