The Shieldmaidens 10: Heart

And I bow as I step onto the dance floor, and the strings strain, and the bodies around us move. Bodies of abusers and saviors. Rose dances with Olsen, Destiny with Tiger. The music plays, we all twirl, and I take each of the next stories out onto the floor. The waltz is the most… Continue reading The Shieldmaidens 10: Heart

The Shieldmaidens 8: Honey

And I bow as I step onto the dance floor, and the strings strain, and the bodies around us move. Bodies of abusers and saviors. Rose dances with Olsen, Destiny with Tiger. The music plays, we all twirl, and I take each of the next stories out onto the floor. The waltz is the most… Continue reading The Shieldmaidens 8: Honey

The Round Table 28: Mark Part 2

Here we are again. In a fantasy book I haven’t published yet, these two young warriors are escaping an enemy, and they approach a bridge, and the leader yells out, “I’m gonna do it again!” The other one says, “You won’t be happy til you get us killed.” And then they both jump over the… Continue reading The Round Table 28: Mark Part 2

The Round Table 27: Mark Part 1

Here we are again. In a fantasy book I haven’t published yet, these two young warriors are escaping an enemy, and they approach a bridge, and the leader yells out, “I’m gonna do it again!” The other one says, “You won’t be happy til you get us killed.” And then they both jump over the… Continue reading The Round Table 27: Mark Part 1

The Round Table 19: Wrath

Friday was release day for a book I wrote called Beacon, book one of the Nation of Five series. The book is about young men and an impossible task they set before themselves. Well, I know a lot about impossible tasks. I’m a DID survivor who suffers from hallucinations. I have bipolar and Non-24-Hour Sleep-Wake Disorder. Getting… Continue reading The Round Table 19: Wrath

The New Girl 8: Milwaukee Part 2

Bekah’s body was soft. I could feel the warmth of the room and the dancing all radiating off her in a way that made me feel safe and loved. As I held her, and we swayed to the music of the anniversary party, I realized I had never loved anyone or anything as much as… Continue reading The New Girl 8: Milwaukee Part 2

The New Girl 3: Meeting Vigil

“I need your help,” I said to Rose as I walked into her house. “First, have you eaten?” “Since when?” “Sit down and eat.” My mother dropped a plate of pasta on the table and summoned me with her flapping slap. I obeyed. “What can I do for my son today?” She smoothed back my… Continue reading The New Girl 3: Meeting Vigil