It’s #bookqw and flying would take your ‘breath’ away! More from Chapter 4: Fern opened her mouth to scream, but she could only gasp as her rescuers lifted her among oak and birch trees. Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod. The leafy ground dropped away, her stomach with it. “Lemme go,” she screamed. “It’s safe now. Look!” But […]
It’s #bookqw and ‘nothing’ Fern can do will help save the magical island. Excerpt from Chapter 8: She blew out a breath. “Why are they making it so hard? If the isle is in a crisis, you’d think they’d just open the doors.” Beri shrugged a shoulder to his freckled cheek. “Merlin says the old […]
Again this week I’m featuring my WIP, The Farm, for Six Sentence Sunday! Today my artist heroine Annmar meets another of Wellspring Collective’s farm workers—a girl who becomes her friend and confidant. Once more Annmar shook hands and probably said the usual niceties, but her mind jumped to the hue of Mary Clare’s emerald eyes, […]
Thanks for stopping by for Six Sentence Sunday! Please join my heroine Annmar on her first look at one of her new fellow workers on Wellspring Farm, in my WIP The Farm. Rivka is one interesting fellow, in her city-reared opinion. Below Annmar’s window, Wellspring’s manager joined several farmworkers under the spreading tree. A tall […]
Another week of edits on my WIP The Farm: When the farm owner leads the new artist through the outbuildings on a tour, Daeryn drops what he’s doing and follows along to meet her, instantly raising the hackles of his co-workers. Jac flipped her hair over one shoulder. “Oh, please. Just because you’re lead now, […]
In my WIP The Farm, a mystery pest is feeding on the fall crops that Daeryn and his team of nocturnal predators guard. They have run down one of the furry black animals, but lost it before getting a good look. They all shifted and Jac led them a couple of hundred feet around a […]
I’m deep into edits of my WIP, The Farm, and thinking of little else, thus missed several Six Sentence Sundays. But my two machine excerpts have drawn the attention of the friend of a friend, who I understand is itching for more. Yes, I have more odd machines in the story! But first, I think […]