Flashy Friday: Lost

Drunye had no idea how long she’d been traveling through the forest. She hadn’t noticed when the weather shifted, if it had been subtle or outright because being lost had a way with messing with one’s mind, and she hadn’t been thinking clearly for hours… for about as long as she’d been lost, now that […]

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Flashy Friday: Warrior

E’ku was just a child when she gave up her own eyes to let the birds guide her along her path, into battle. They’d never steered her wrong, and she was a greater warrior for the sacrifice. *This image and flash fiction coincides with February 8, 2019’s Flashy Friday piece: Blind. I imagined this to […]

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Flashy Friday: Ride Like the Wind

The sisters three made a sport of watching escaped riders race through Drottning’s domain, anticipating their attempts at freedom despite knowing it to be futile. Sometimes they even took bets on how close the riders might actually come to reaching the very edge of Förbjudna. The sisters rarely interfered, fearing Drottning’s wrath, though they took […]

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The Fifth Season by N.K. Jemisin

Over the last year, I’ve become a huge fan of N.K. Jemisin’s writing, though I hadn’t yet dipped my toes into the Broken Earth series. Grabbing a copy a few weeks ago at our local brick and mortar bookstore, I was excited to dive in and see what all the fuss was about. I knew […]

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Flashy Friday: Blind

How strange it was, to finally see the world around her. She hadn’t believed Vacha when he told her they would guide her, but out there in the grasslands, away from the bustle of the village, E’ku saw through the eyes of the birds, heard the tiny voices of their souls as bonded themselves to […]

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Becoming by Michelle Obama

I have an incredible amount of respect for former First Lady, Michelle Obama, so imagine my excitement upon discovering she was putting out an autobiography. Finally getting my hands on a copy, I couldn’t wait to slip into the bathtub with a glass of wine and dive in. I love autobiographies, so much more than […]

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The Joy of Painting

This is not a post about Bob Ross, though, I guess in some ways, it kind of is. Like just about everyone else on the planet, I remember Bob Ross’s “Joy of Painting” show on PBS. I remember staring at the screen, head tilted and wondering how a bunch of blobs of paint could come […]

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