There were six council members; four of them in their forties and fifties. Erykah was the only member in her early twenties. They sat down at the round table in the room with the stain glass windows. It was dark in there with very little light except the ghostly-white rays of moonlight. It was always… Continue reading The Hall of Mesonenth: Meeting
I remembered this Tumblr post that said "writing for yourself is bad advice and we write so others enjoy what we create" or something like that. I actually think both are true. In my journey of writing I realized something. The saying "write for yourself" is true BUT you must also write for others to… Continue reading Write for Yourself but also…For Your Audience?!?
Going back to Wattpad today had the unexpected re-emergence of an old fond memory. Back when I was a budding teen author before I spent my hiatus on Instagram I was an avid user of Quotev and Wattpad. I didn't use Quotev for long since I disliked the clunky interface but the site does have… Continue reading My Bloody Little Kitty – A Story that Needs to Come Back
Today I interview another indie author - Adrienne Wilder, author of the urban fantasy dragon series Darwin's Theory, Gray Zone and City of Dragons. She's also the author of the Others Series, the God Code series and the book JACK. If I remember correctly, I found out about her City of Dragons book when I… Continue reading Interview with Adrienne Wilder, The Urban Fantasy Author!
I just got an email from Goodreads about new releases this month. One of them is a manga (called a Graphic Novel by Americans that don't know of manga) with a familiar name attached to it. The name, Sharyon Kerryin or something like that, is a name I've seen before at bookstores (attached to Romance… Continue reading Talking Monday: Attack of the Anime
This is Ashuton's past childhood, a distant memory of the torture a dragon shifter endures, even in their home country. (This is suppose to be the first prologue)
Last Kingdom The newspapers were carried off by the loving wind A storm was blossoming in the skies as the clouds slowly turned gray The streets were vacant, empty of anything living except stray animals Buildings were deserted, no sign of life living inside them A couch stayed overturned A bowl of popcorn was… Continue reading Last Kingdom
Top image is Priest Warriors by Dusan Kostic - Fotolia The maiden screamed as the cloaked men set fire to her shophut. They were the ones from Camelot's Disciples (the cult of Yansake). They burned e'ry town that wanted to distill the uprising of the Yansake-Kuruga. She felt the Yansake-Kurugas were devilish and evil. The… Continue reading Religion or Cult
This month is my birth month and it's also National Poetry Month. To show my love of poetry and lack of posts, I present to thee: Calliope Song from TSODR _____________ a dragon’s shadow reflects on the walls memories of days vanish so I guess she’ll keep playing her calliope Everything a dragon-boy is… Continue reading We’re Not Dead: A Post for National Poetry Month
Yes, this is another dragon story because they deserve better. Forget the cliche evil dragons and the cliche dragon shifters. I bring foreth, thy dragon shifters from space! This story gives more background to Ashuton(the Italian dragon)'s relationship with Narcissus (the black girl). The image of the dragon and the girl will help you grab… Continue reading Short Story Saturday: Love of Italian Dragons: Poem of the Happy Dragon
Lyrics for the not-yet-made Opening theme for my Goodreads poetry-novel, The Love of an Italian Dragon. The video attached somewhat inpired the song. Here's the link: http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/295904-the-love-of-an-italian-dragon PLOT: Ashuton Karrucci, the God of Dragons, meets Narcissus Cartwright, and the result turns into an all-out racial war in Rome. In the other side of the story, the… Continue reading The Love of an Italian Dragon: Song of Italian Dragons Op. theme (Poetry Sunday)
Kitty Kat: I want to sell moar drugs, I want to buy moar drugs 3 hours ago via Facebook for iPhone Tyler: Kitty, please don’t go. I don’t know what I’d do to myself if you left. I am sorry for what I said, and I don’t want you going to bed with that in… Continue reading Kitty Kat Wants to sell moar drugs, she can’t go a day without dem.
Klea said: Cry, little girl! Cry! For when the winds pass by, your laptop will be nothing! Cry, little boy, Cry! The hard-earned gold you spent on that Xbox will be burned away in seconds. Cry, you little boy! Cry! For in minutes, your beloved city will be wiped away Mourn as your years… Continue reading Cry