spinning yarns from heartstrings
Day three of Camp NaNoWriMo was a huge bust for me today. I know it’s an excuse, but I received some disturbing and disheartening news this morning from one of the people I love most in the world. I sat with it all day, while sending out good vibes on repeat and trying to distract […]
Today was a pretty solid day for writing. I am a little bit behind on daily word count goals on my Camp NaNoWriMo project, but I more than made up for it with the short story I started working on for an anthology I want to submit to later this month. I’m in the early […]
When I got an email a few weeks ago from the people over at NaNoWriMo about their summer writing program, Camp NaNoWriMo, I decided it would be a good time to get back to work on something I miss all the time: writing. It’s been several months since I wrote something for pleasure, and while […]
“Of course, we all wear masks,” the master of strings said without ceremony or pretense. “Every single one of us dons two faces at once, sometimes three or four or even more. A different face for each of our moods, for every occasion, if you will. But what most people fail to realize as they […]
Underneath her skin she is so much more then the good girl she pretends to be. Not patient, not sweet, not gentle like Mother taught her. Underneath her skin there is fire, simmering her blood, bubbling the chemicals in her brain, crackling her fat, making rage plume like smoke from her ears and her nostrils. […]
Each year on Endcallers Eve, the priesthood sent three of their finest to the Hell Gates to reinforce the seals. Brother Mulvor no longer took the task seriously. He’d been Brother Dalos’ age his first trip, and remembered how eager he’d been. How he trembled as old Brother Somnali sent him forward to pronounce the […]
Ni’rikun felt calm for the first time in ages, the greatest part of her centered as the djinn whirled like smoke across the desert sands. Whispers and promises tickled her ears while the threads of their souls lashed at her skin like angry snakes, whipping open wounds inside her until they began to fester and […]
Scholars said the ruins led to another world, as alien to the surfacers as it was forgotten. Technology existed there the likes of which those above couldn’t even begin to fathom, much less replicate. Their tales were fascinating, of course, but nowhere near as intriguing as what the witch women had to say. Allegedly, there […]
***This Post May Contain Spoilers! Read At Your Own Risk!!*** I didn’t talk much in the last post about Sansa’s betrayal of Jon’s trust because I’d already watched Episode Five by that point, and I wanted to combine my thoughts on the outcome of that choice, which we get to see immediately in “The Bells”. […]
***The Following Post May Contain Spoilers! Read at your own Risk!*** I came into Season 8, Episode 4 feeling a little jaded in regards to the Battle of Winterfell, but I don’t think I even realized at the time how jaded I was. I accepted a lot of things throughout the course of HBO’s adaptation […]