29 Dec Raven Stole the Moon
And the day came when the raven stole the moon...
18 Nov Emotions Spilling Out
I've been thinking a lot about how writers bleed words in ink; the artist in paint. The photographer behind the lens. The one who molds clay between the palms of their hands. I've noticed a common link with all creatives - we all feel so...
13 Nov Welcome Home
I want real. I want raw. I want to see your vulnerability - not your staged highlighted reel. I don't want fancy words about how wonderful you are. Convince yourself as I already know you are made of magic and stars. I want to see you...
02 Nov Fantasy Fiction Share
As the clock tower struck midnight, Esmeralda pulled the hood of her cloak tight and turned her gaze low. She had traveled as far as she could in the shadows but now found herself on the edge of a strange town. Sucking in the damp...
28 Oct Heavy is the Queen that Wears the Crown
I've had a migraine for two days. This monster doesn't live in my head and rarely visits. Yet, over the past two days, it's taken up residence. Banging around in my brain, wrecking havoc on my sinuses, blinding me to light, and doing somersaults in...
23 Oct The Year of My Death
"Beware the one's whose souls are made of autumn." - Ann Marie Eleazer My soul has been feeling heavy - red leaves fallen under sleet of rain. The veil is thinning and I have come undone. This is my 9th year - my year of death...
18 Oct Fireflies and Fairytales | My Cup of Stars
Fireflies and Fairytales I want to live on the edge of the world surrounded by forest and stream. I will foretell of fortunes and write poetry and novels from a nook in a cave before napping with the wolves. I will brew elderberry syrup while arnica...
07 Oct The Medicine of Nature
I want to talk about nature and how it always holds the medicine I need. The other day I was rushing and running late and every driver on the road seemed that they, too, were grumpy and rushing. Cars were honking and cutting each other...
13 Sep Bambi’s Mother
Yesterday evening we were driving slowly around a windy road in a heavily forested area. As we rounded a corner we saw a Mama deer with her two older fawns. As one started to make its its way into the street, we witnessed the mother...
30 Aug The Story of Us
Our story began the evening a mutual friend invited me to a BBQ at your home. I had worked a ten hour shift and just wanted to go home, shower, put on my pajamas, and snuggle in with my fur baby for the evening. And yet,...